Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

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

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

Daylight comes, she her head
The beauty of an bed
She dreams of days
Instead of brooding on

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

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

Daylight comes, she rests her
The of an empty bed
She dreams of 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 to the pillow

She takes a blade and breaks her
Sweet life's force flows within
The clouds in her head grow dim
And she her face to the pillow

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