Luyện nghe bài hát Turning Home

Usually take one last pass through
the car and touch the ground
Watch streetlights swayin' in the breeze
Decorated fronts
Rusty old gas
Try to fill my up
With somethin' I go
postcard memories
You know always make for good company

I know no town
the old town
Even when the are many
I feel like I'm around
inside me
Like rings through an oak
Yeah, there something 'bout a when I'm gone
keeps me turning home

I'm standin' beneath these billboard lights
me back to those autumn nights
Hometown packed real tight
As we marched the field
My would swing from a dropped tailgate
Out on Airport real late
No one walk a line too straight
We made it home alright
And days I cant re-live
I'll never forget

And I know no friends
the old friends
I seem to laugh now
I did with them
But inside me
A of my history
Yeah, I hear their voices though they're gone
Yeah it me turning home

Never twice the way does it start
And sure enough she my heart
On the old gym floor, spinnin' and round one night
And though we both tried hard to
We sure did the taste
Of the sweet love made and prayin' I got it right
Graduation and went
Along with all the we spent

And I don't no love
Like the love
When I think about the times
the one I think of
Deep me
All the taste is bittersweet
I see her even though she's gone
And it keeps me turning home,
It keeps me home