🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: This House - Alyson Moyet

 Whose sticky hands are 
 And what is this  place
 I could  happily lost but for your face
 Here stands  empty house
 That used to be full of 
 Now it's home  no one and his wife
 It's  hovel and...
 Who can take your 
 I can't face another 
 And who will shelter 
 It's cold in 
 Cover me
 Under these fingertips a strange body rolls  dips
 I close my eyes and  here again
 Later  day descends
 I'll  from my window
 To  listening, "I'm losing"
 Who can  your place?
  can't face another day
  who will shelter me?
 It's cold in 
 Cover me
 Oh  a plague of hateful questioning
 Tap dancing every syllable from ear  ear
 I hear  din of lovers jousting
 When I'm hiding  my head to the wall
 Who  shelter me?
 It's cold  here