Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

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

Her is etched with memories
She finds now joy the sleaze
It's hard you've been paid to please
So she turns her to the pillow

comes, she rests her head
The beauty of an bed
She dreams of days
Instead of on tomorrow

She her dreams of shining knights
For pushers, bars and money
For nameless in red light
So she turns her to the pillow

Those black eyes, they hurt any more
heard the jokes and jibes before
She's felt the arm of the law
So she her head to the pillow

comes, she rests her head
The of an empty bed
She dreams of days
Instead of brooding on

drugs was not for fun
It made her like going on
And now she hurts it's all gone
And she turns her face to the

She takes a and breaks her skin
Sweet life's flows from within
The white clouds in her grow dim
And she turns her to the pillow

Sunlight creeps her head
Pale beauty in a bed
No of happy days ahead
She'll have no tomorrows