Luyện nghe bài hát This Place

Busted doors and broken women out in the street
Faces turn to stare and not to greet
And the old caf permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing
There's a pair of eyes peering the afterglow
Wondering the hell I'm doin'

place used to be my home
This I used to call my own
Over the years and no one's grown
In this place, I used to call my

The old tree on the hill's still
Where my baby and I to lay down
She me about livin', lovin' and life
My first and only love from this
And the plain old houses seem like long friends
But have been torn down
I guess tried to make way for some kinda progress
So hard to find in this

place used to be my home
This town I used to my own
Over the nothin' and nobody's grown
In place, I used to call my home

Fields of green and skies
memories just pass me by
When you go back, well, never the same
I know it's
But I'm still hooked on you ... and this

The old caf door's permanently closed, no cappuccino brewing
a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wonderin' the hell I'm doin'

This place to be my home
This town I used to my own
Over the years nothin' and no one's
In place ...

place used to be my home
This I used to call my own
the years nothin' and no one's grown
In this place, I used to call my