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

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