Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

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

Her is etched with memories
She finds now joy the sleaze
It's hard when you've been to please
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 of shining knights
For pushers, bars and money
For faces in red light
So she turns her head to the

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

comes, she rests her head
The beauty of an bed
She of happy days
of brooding on tomorrow

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

She takes a blade and breaks her
Sweet life's force flows within
The white clouds in her head dim
And she her face to the pillow

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