Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

You're the night, Lilah, a little girl lost in the
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, I can make it on my own
I can it on my own

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

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

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

Unknown the world of old, you're the sounds I never heard before
Off the map where the things grow, another world outside my door

Here I stand I'm all alone, drive me down the black road
Lilah, my only home and I can't make it on my own

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

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