Luyện nghe bài hát Berkeley Pier

I guess sometimes I'm lucky when I go, for whole days at a time =
thinking about you, and ask myself why, but I find I'm traveling, =
traveling down, that old piece of road and wind up down by the =
water. Whatever happened to our walls on the pier? I cry myself =
all the way down to the end, I drink my bottle dry and it across =
the bay, to the city, smashin' your door. Oh now there goes the =
Romeo, in hand with his punk rock Juliet, they remind me of two =
people I'm trying to forget, I can hear their sweet on the =
wind, as I hurry to get by, diverting my gaze, to the Bay =
Bridge. (Could that be you honey, way over on that side? a =
signal to me, down by Pier 39, 'cause if I only knew, I'd in that =
water and right across, drowning in my relief). Maybe I should warn =
them, I say, "Don't do something that you'll regret. Now you have =
no recollection of heartbreak you don't yet." I could give them an =
earful, but I know, they must find out on their own, and the =
thought of that is me to the bone.
by: Mel