Luyện nghe bài hát 100 000 Miles

I need a reason to get up /before I my face
The the Hookers the dealers the place
kickin' off my covers / off the fact
that I haven't my gramma in a long long time
standin in the for almost half an hour
to wake up/ and I'm lookin for the power
reachin' for the towel/ with in my eyes
dryin' off my shoulders / my chest and my
The thing I know/ the telephone rings
I hear my own voice /on the machine
please leave a message/ I'm ya called
I listen for a voice /but there's at all
Man oh Man
I gotta kick the
and pay respect respect is due
all to GOD the one I return to
the one I can to
I'm feelin burned to the bone

(chorus)
Early in the before I wash my face
The bed is still warm but there's an space
Easrly in the morn/ before I my face
a thousand miles is a lonely place

At six in the morning rolled outa bed
out the window/ and then she said
that I her type...
I she's runnin outa types though...and I told her so.
She picked up her things and walked the door
and then that she couldn't see me no more
just as she was leaving /I asked her if she'd
she didn't back / said nuttin at all
I didn't change my clothes/ because they smell you
and when I took a it reminded me of you
I called Gramma advice
it happened to me happened to me twice
Michael/ my you sound really bugged
I wish you were here /so I could to you give
a hug she gave me/ a long, long talk
she said "you have the /of ice on a sidewalk"
things get rough/ don't sweat it
sometimes in life you have to let it
and sing out a song / so
that a bad dream couldn't bring harm
to the mind of a young battles
formed from the light shadows
her is like a whispering kiss on the forehead

(chorus)
Early in the before I wash my face
The bedisstill warmbut there's an empty
Early in the face
a thousand miles is a lonely place

In the thirty minutes/before I fall asleep
when I have said my prayers /and I have brushed my
This is the time I am forced to think about
all of the things/ I been tryin to about
The Bills, the phone, up my room
the cars, the traffic, the speakers and the
alone I remember /the times me and you
and I realize my heart is up the room
Gramma she would us /about the glory days
and gramma she would tell us/ about when we were
in the livin' room/ outa tune
on top of it the pictures /of every bride and
child/ child /lost child
single tear shed / every single smile
'cause got/ alota shit to deal with
and doesn't stop/ it just makes ya feel it
so shake the offa your feet
a step forward/ liberate with the beat
so for you/ I wrote song
I wanted you to hear it/ you are gone.
the in me/ the Seminole in me
These are some a things my grandmother
to me believe there are and some believe there
ain't if ever was one my gramma Brown she is a saint

(chorus)
Early in the before I wash my face
The bed warmbut there'san empty space
Earlyin before I wash my face
a thousand miles is a lonely place