Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

A for every passing car
And when they stop door ajar
She and whispers, "Que sera"
And turns her to the pillow

Her face is etched with
She finds now joy the sleaze
It's when you've been paid to please
So she her head to the pillow

Daylight comes, she her head
The of an empty bed
She dreams of days
of brooding on tomorrow

She swapped her dreams of knights
For pushers, bars and fights
For nameless faces in red
So she turns her head to the

black eyes, they don't hurt any more
She's heard the and jibes before
She's felt the arm of the law
So she her head to the pillow

Daylight comes, she her head
The of an empty bed
She of happy days
of brooding on tomorrow

Taking was not for fun
It made her feel going on
And now she hurts when all gone
And she turns her face to the

She takes a blade and her skin
Sweet life's force from within
The white clouds in her head dim
And she turns her face to the

Sunlight creeps her head
Pale in a crimson bed
No dreams of days ahead
She'll no more tomorrows