🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: This House - Alyson Moyet

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