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

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