Luyện nghe bài hát White Bird

These thoughts of you, are a gift
The of you on the winds due shift
Behind a chosen curtain, I'm set
The talk of you on my lips

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

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

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

Every white bird, at the top of voice
This days tear, me run
She never grows, in the try
and blurred to my swing eye

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