Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

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

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

Daylight comes, she her head
The beauty of an bed
She dreams of days
of brooding on tomorrow

She swapped her of shining knights
For pushers, and money fights
For faces in red light
So she turns her to the pillow

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

Daylight comes, she rests her
The beauty of an bed
She dreams of happy
Instead of on tomorrow

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

She takes a blade and breaks her
Sweet life's force from within
The white in her head grow dim
And she turns her face to the

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