🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: This House - Alyson Moyet

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