Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My love has
His boots no longer by my
He left at and as I slept I felt him go

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, droppin'
The band's out shoppin', not till ears pop
Cops shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it stops

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to you
I feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were just fell through
out

We fly September 22 to
But not really long to go
Tonight will be a show
Lettin' you know I you

More four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to
Please, my love to everybody
my love to everybody

Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin'
healthy on the road isn't easy
The TM an antigen
One of could resist again

I you like a lock in the door
What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half the crew
Don't mean to be a bore, been great
But there's of us in a bus state to state

So I stay up late with a or meditate
My bed is travellin' at M.P.H.
When we make it to L.A., still be miles away
It's not my best day, I'm a get rest, God bless

My has gone
Wo, wo
My has gone
Wo, wo

We just stopped at a diner so I'm time to write a few lines
I'm fine, sunshine, the bus
by the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin' with the of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen

As for us, too much to relate
We've done five yet we're only in our third state
America's big, you'd love how they up your plate
Only place in the world I can gain weight

Our next is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there's a rumor Mel'll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm
I really miss watching you get dressed in the

My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone
Wo, wo
My love has

No earthly will ever bring
Him