Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For Love

Life is full of things, they're lost and found in the dark
a dog by the highway who said, "Goin' my way?"
Now, he lives in your own
Waiting for love, you along and fit the part

And it's a whistle from the man the kindest hands
And a name you can't say
You meet him in the street, over your own feet
He claims you still
Waiting for love, God your lack of grace

And everyone I must from my dust bowl to the city
Is waiting for love to start day
may be shy of heart or their pockets maybe empty
Yet they are waiting for love and that's enough to our days

It's the heartworn of your dear father
And the laughter in own mother's heart
It's that plane blowin' in with your one within
Who you've ached for in time apart
you're waiting for love, life's a thread of paths to cross

And everyone I must know from my dust bowl to the
Is waiting for love to start day
They may be shy of or their pockets maybe empty
Yet they are waiting for love and that's enough to fill our

Whiter shade of pale is my best secret
It's the song that'll me back home
It's a picture in my hand of my own farm
And the crops that I planted last
When waiting for love
You've got the finest can bring

And everyone I must know from my dust bowl to the
Is waiting for love to another day
They may be shy of heart or their pockets empty
Yet they are waiting for love and enough to fill our days
Oh, when you're waiting for love, you've got enough to fill your

Waiting for