Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

You're the night, Lilah, a girl lost in the woods
You're a folk tale, the

You're a story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can it on my own
I can it on my own

It's too dark to see the landmarks, I don't want your luck charms
I you're waiting for me across your carpet of stars

the night, Lilah, you're everything that we can see
Lilah, you're the

the bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
And I you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
I can it on my own

Unknown the unlit world of old, you're the sounds I heard before
Off the map where the wild things grow, another world outside my

Here I stand I'm all alone, drive me the pitch black road
Lilah, you're my only home and I make it on my own

You're the bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains
And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can it on my own
I can it on my own

the paint can falling off the wall at the door that slams
At the end of the hall the kid rings sounds of basketball
The battle of the earth of the angels, the shifting drifts so realistic
So realistic, you carpet of stars, see there is something in the yard
It's awful with the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
The prayer, the layer, the group [Incomprehensible]