Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Collection

Wide eyes and hair
Tied with lace you somewhere
Hard gloss on lipstick
Wound up to spin for a while

Black jeans with seams
Don't mean much to me
shades and Dayglo tears
All your sixteen years

But I like to say, my thoughts out loud
But I'm liking too what I see
You flirt with every boy in town
You to kill and now you're killing me

In your spring
You're just girl with stars in your eyes
I could have been and back
But I don't want to go home you

Don't your plastic shoes
Don't like hair dyed blue
Don't like your new rose
like your casual pose

I wanna go out tonight
But I don't wanna sit here 'cos there's on the radio
You're coming tonight
In parachute suit that you bought in Portobello

I often call name out loud
And try to you what I'm going through
You'd hang around with all your crowd
they all pose and think and dress like you

In your spring
You're just another with stars in your eyes
We could have been and back
But I don't wanna go home you