Luyện nghe bài hát The Writer

You wait for a silence, I wait for a
Lie next to frame, girl unobserved
You change your position and you are me
Casting shadows where they shouldn't be

We're by the heat of the sun
Trying to prevent what's already
just a body, I can smell your skin
And when I feel it, you're thin

But I've got a
Why don't you be the
And me out of clay
Why don't you be the
And the words I say

'Cause I'd pretend
still be there at the end
Only it's too to ask
Won't you try to me

Sat on your sofa, it's all springs
This isn't the for those violin strings
I try out a and I aim it at you
You must have it, you always do

But I've got a
Why you be the artist
And me out of clay
Why you be the writer
And decide the I say

'Cause I'd rather
I'll be there at the end
it's too hard to ask
Won't you try to me

You wait, I wait, casting shadows,
You wait, I wait, shadows, interrupted
You wait, I wait, shadows

Why don't you be the
And make me out of
Why you be the writer
And the words I say

I'd rather pretend
I'll be there at the end
Only too hard to ask
you try to help me

Why don't you be the
And me out of clay
Why you be the writer
And the words I say

'Cause I'd rather
still be there at the end
Only too hard to ask
you try to help me