Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For Love

Life is of finer things, they're lost and found in the dark
a dog by the highway who said, "Goin' my way?"
Now, he in your own backyard
Waiting for love, you came and fit the part

And a whistle from the man with the kindest hands
And a Norwegian you can't say
You meet him in the street, over your own feet
He claims you still
for love, God forgives your lack of grace

And everyone I know from my dust bowl to the city
Is for love to start another day
They may be shy of or their pockets maybe empty
Yet are waiting for love and that's enough to fill our days

It's the heartworn jokes of dear father
And the laughter in own mother's heart
It's plane blowin' in with your loved one within
Who ached for in your time apart
When waiting for love, life's a thread of paths to cross

And everyone I must from my dust bowl to the city
Is waiting for to start another day
They may be shy of or their pockets maybe empty
Yet are waiting for love and that's enough to fill our days

Whiter shade of pale is my kept secret
It's the song sail me back home
a picture in my hand of my own farm land
And the that I planted last spring
When you're waiting for
You've got the life can bring

And everyone I must from my dust bowl to the city
Is waiting for to start another day
They may be shy of heart or their pockets maybe
Yet they are waiting for love and that's to fill our days
Oh, when you're waiting for love, you've got to fill your days

for love