Luyện nghe bài hát Your Shirt

There's a rip in the elbow of the sleeve
And one button match
You that one on yourself and at the time it made me laugh
It's frayed on the collar, it's so old and faded out

And I'll never it
'Cause it smells so exactly you when you left it
I'm sure you didn't think twice it
But the irony is that I can't without it

I your shirt like it's your arms around me
I put it on and you surround me
It's so soft on my
Like the of your hands

So good it hurts, I should it I know
Tear it up I'm close
But for the
I just can't let go of shirt

It me warm when I sleep
And those I don't
It me company
I've got it on in the mornings having
And work when I'm watching TV

It's my comfort, my torture and, yes, I realize
It's just some worn out old
But it's my prize
And I'd be a in a New York minute
If I think too long of how you me in it

I wear shirt like it's your arms around me
I put it on and you just me
so soft on my skin
Like the touch of hands

So good it
I should it, I know tear it up I'm this close
But for the
I just let go of your shirt

Your shirt, I your shirt