Luyện nghe bài hát These Weary Hands

My hands just can't to work,
I can't the sun,
There's always lift away that sifts its way through the cracks,
I can't anything up,
it slipping from my grasp,
it falls into the tall grass.

And I can't your hands in mine,
And I can't share stare,
Not at time,

Because my blood pump well enough,
Just a heart not enough,
the last time, someone dropped mine.

clasps,
and weathered,
They can lock together.

Not fit as a home,
just find better.
Better another