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 stoppin' ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow and bellhops
And it stops

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

We fly September 22 to
But there's not really to go
Tonight be a brilliant show
Lettin' you know I you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No earthly ships will bring
Him