Luyện nghe bài hát Yellow

You can only talk so much things
That are never, ever to happen.
My brother's at home his dog and his cat
And his is at a friend's.

You can only go on so about feelings
never, ever actually touch you.
No how much she told him "I love you,"
He it would depend

on the gifts he bought her,
Or how badly she was
the boss was cruel at work.
But just say
"I you,"
And he'd out to her.

He was feeling shit when I came to visit
And walked through the door of his apartment.
We went for a walk through the park by the
So we could get air.

And I told to him all intended to help him,
Especially that, simply it was ending,
That that didn't she was always pretending.
Real was there.

I could see and I tell:
It was real love that felt.
And I'm sorry it end well,
But some
They just don't - life,
And you blame yourself.

And all of these things, well, I truly them.
Our paths and our futures are hidden in
are stretching out over impossible distances,
obscured.

And I really do think that probably more good
Than or selfishness, sickness, or sadness
Would ever allow us to have in this life,
I I'm sure.

But that mean it's bad.
We were walking our dad,
While getting out of that bus,
And he just
"I you,"
And he out to us.