Luyện nghe bài hát White Bird

These thoughts of you, they are a
The of you on the winds due shift
a chosen curtain, I'm set adrift
The talk of you still on my

You come from another in my chest, yes
Golden brown and burled
Till we have in this world
An' if I hear and do not do, how can I after you

Every bird, at the top of your voice
This tear, watch me run
She never grows, in the try
Distant and blurred to my eye

thoughts of you are the dreams that I have missed
The touch of you, I hear, I
Oh yes, and so are you in an way
Bound Hand to stay

white bird, at the top of your voice
This days tear, me run
She grows, faint in the try
and blurred to my swing eye

Every bird, at the top of your voice
This days tear, me run
She grows, faint in the try
Distant and blurred to my eye, to my swing eye