Luyện nghe bài hát White Paper

The different shades of
Are in my head
What to the colours of fire?
What to the colours?

She is painting forty different shades of
On white
On white
Glowing arrived the day
Baby came to
And all is well in the new

I, on the hand,
Can't to settle down
My eyes not to see her falling away from me

I'm painting forty different shades of
For all I'm worth, on paper
But innocence is news
The black keeps through
to reveal our worldly blues

Doesn't seem so long since we young
Oh, we were young
we were young

I see families in the park
Who seem quite happy to live way
She me, "What's the matter darling?
You're suddenly grey. You look well..."
The of another
my idea of hell

So shout if you find a way to the light and air
and changing the subject
Ain't gonna get you

The shades of white
my head tonight
What happened to the
happened to the colours?

The different shades of
Are everywhere
happened to the colours of fire?

I to be centre-stage
Time I act my age
And watch the shadowed wings
All these things
All these things

now
My eyes that to see no more are painting, painting
of my lost girl.