Luyện nghe bài hát True Colours

(wilkinson)

To be so far away
To rely on the perfect
True colours they with age
One look at the storm and fly on in
To the rain and
lover swept under the tide
The storm was gathering around
He her off and put to sea
Well, found somebody new to steer him
Through his

She sailed him all her coastline
inlet every bay
And he knew it then
He was too to say it

One day all alone he
The silence beneath his door
And as the room grew he knew
She's no more