Luyện nghe bài hát Wilting Rose

Writers: Supernaw, Lonnie Atkinson

Cold floors, a single bed
The TV is her only
Out he door she sticks her
Thought she her family

But not Christmas or Mother's Day
And all her old friends have passed
living in a garden
Where only heartache
''cause was a blooming flower
Is now a rose

Days go by, hanging on
Staring at the kids on the wall
She stars to cry 'cause Sunday's
I guess they forgot to call

And all that keeps her from up
The hope look outside and walking up
Is a child that must Grandma before the day she goes
'cause what was a blooming
Is now a rose

living in a garden where everybody knows
That we'll soon be flowers upon our wilting rose