Luyện nghe bài hát The Gardener

Sorry for the
I I let it down
Turn back the clocks and back
And might come around

My little
You're a stubborn bud
If we can't make you
We take it out in blood

We'll a man out of you yet
We plant brambles in your bed
Just your eyes and count to ten
This is as as it will get

Always a willow, willow weeping
Flutter to your
The untiled before me
Oh, the

you for the warning
But I see the sun
A little global
Never no one

Well a man out of you yet
A crown of thorns your head
Get off knees and have a look
is as good as it will get

At last my little
Is put to use
always been a failure
But now you're bearing new fruit

The are all useless
But the rest is so
I will take the belt off the hook
And the garden grow

Well a man out of you yet
You won't know what hit you next
The gardener's coming to
You wanted love, what you get

The coming to collect
The gardener's coming to
The gardener's coming to
The gardener's coming to
The gardener's to collect