Luyện nghe bài hát Back on My Feet

How days will the wet weather last?
I want to know will the clouds, they roll back
a man in an old mac
Living on a park bench, on his own?

Cut to the rain as it down the glass
Eventually through the and thunder
We see a man under
is how it happens, this is what he said

I don't need
Though is sweet
Give me hand
'Til I'm back on my

You're telling me
About my
I've seen you'll never see
Don't me

Focus in on the of a man
Who takes a brown paper bag his knapsack
Between his whispers and cracks
He's looking for permission, at the sky

I don't love
Though is sweet
Give me hand
I'm back on my feet

You're always me
About my
I've seen things you'll see
Don't me

I'll be right
Be upright you
stand up again
Kick up a fuss too

Cut back to a girl walking by
Until the that are all shoes and no socks
an invisible soap box
Laughing at the traffic, shouting at the

I don't need
Though is sweet
Give me hand
'Til I'm back on my

You're telling me
my misery
I've seen you'll never see
pity me

I'll up again
up a fuss again too
I'll be again
Be without you

We see a life through the of a man
As he live and he by a simple tattoo

I'll be back
When I land on my
I'll stand up
Kick up a fuss again, you?

Well, there you go, though we tried hard to him
It's there on his face, a case where there's clearly no hope

Give me your again
'Til I land

His face starts to fade as we down the shade
And the picture we made is in glorious cinema

I'll be
be back

I'll be