Luyện nghe bài hát This Thing Called Love

We are so Young and reckless, to wreck this,
Thing that we love.
We are so sweet a mindless, mind this,
that we call love.
We are so and willing, Heads are filling,
With this called love
How we to be so naive,
Changing the seasons like falling leaves.
We are so overrated, jaded,
Because of love,
We are so ostentatious, different faces,
With thing called love,
We are so headstrong kids, with to live for,
But this called love.
How we to be so naive,
Changing with the seasons falling leaves.
We are so same and different, visions,
of love.
We are so and sensless, we all can sense this,
thing we call love,
We are so of understanding,
This we call love,
How we to be so naive.
Changing with the seasons falling leaves.
Back then the days longer,
The night on and on,
We filled our with pointless thoughts,
knowing what was wrong.
How we to be so naive,
Changing with the seasons falling leaves.
How we to be so naive,
Changing with the like falling leaves.
We are so perfect,
Because we finally this thing calle love.