Luyện nghe bài hát A Home

A home is more than and mortar
Built with and washed by waterfalls
A street is more than and people
on mobiles making feeble calls

And I like you am far from
And I am more than and bone

A war is more than and hustle
Why do turn upon their own
For a man is more than blood and
Lest he finds his dignity

And what we all say in the evening will soon be forgotten by
The morning will come without warning and we'll fall asleep on the
And while we all dream our bodies rustle in the leaves
And in high esteem I'll hold you 'cos you are to me

When I arrived in dingy town nothing but my plimsolls touching the ground
I was a mess, a bed head, could have been left for
I did not know which way to turn because my bridges all burned
But you who believed in me me new life; reaffirmed my faith in a stranger
Now I feel loved, heavens above, I am in sweet surrender