Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

A for every passing car
And when they stop with door
She and whispers, "Que sera"
And her thoughts to the pillow

Her is etched with memories
She finds now joy amid the
It's hard when you've been paid to
So she her head to the pillow

comes, she rests her head
The of an empty bed
She dreams of happy
of brooding on tomorrow

She swapped her dreams of knights
For pushers, and money fights
For nameless in red light
So she her head to the pillow

Those black eyes, they don't any more
She's heard the and jibes before
She's the long arm of the law
So she turns her head to the

comes, she rests her head
The of an empty bed
She of happy days
Instead of on tomorrow

drugs was not for fun
It made her like going on
And now she hurts when it's all
And she her face to the pillow

She a blade and breaks her skin
Sweet life's flows from within
The clouds in her head grow dim
And she turns her to the pillow

Sunlight creeps her head
beauty in a crimson bed
No dreams of happy days
She'll no more tomorrows