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

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