Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Collection

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

Black jeans with tortured
Don't mean that to me
Cool shades and tears
All hide sixteen years

But I like to say, my thoughts out loud
But I'm liking too much I see
You flirt with every little boy in
You dress to kill and now killing me

In your spring
You're another girl with stars in your eyes
I could been there and back
But I want to go home with you

Don't like your plastic
Don't like your hair dyed
Don't like your damned new
like your casual pose

I don't go out tonight
But I don't wanna sit here 'cos there's nothing on the
You're coming tonight
In your parachute suit that you bought in

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

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