Luyện nghe bài hát Torch

I miss your smell and your style and pure abiding way
Miss your to life and your body in my bed
Miss your take on anything and the you would play
cracking up and wrestling our debriefs at end of day

These are that I miss
are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw
And I never I would have
To lay down my torch for you this

I miss your and your gait and your sharing what you write
Miss you through the front door, documentaries in your hand
Miss traveling, our traveling and your fun and friends
Miss our Big Sur getaways and to you love my dogs

These are that I miss
These are not times for the of heart
These are the days of raw
And I never dreamed I have
To lay down my for you like this

One step, one prayer, I on
Simulating, on

I miss your warmth and the thought of us bringing up our
And the part of you walks with your stick-tied handkerchief

These are things I miss
are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw
And I never I would have
To lay down my for you like this