🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: I'm Yours - The Script

  touch these tired eyes of mine
 And map my face out line by 
 And somehow growing  feels fine
 I listen close for I'm not 
 You wrap you thoughts in works  art
 And they're hanging  the walls of my heart
 
 I  not have the softest touch
 I may not say the words as 
  though I may not look like much
 I'm yours
 And though my edges  be rough
 And never feel  quite enough
 It may not seem  very much
 But I'm 
 
  heeled these scars over time
  my soul
 You  my mind
 You're the only angel in my 
 The  news came my best friend died
 My knees went week and you saw  cry
 Say  still the soldier in your eyes
 
 I may  have the softest touch
 I may not say the words  such
 And though I  not look like much
 I'm yours
 And  my edges may be rough
  never feel I'm quite enough
 It may not  like very much
 But I'm 
 
 I may not  the softest touch
 I may not say the  as such
 I know I  fit in that much
 But I'm