Luyện nghe bài hát City of Roses

A break in the is a break in my day
the sun of my salvation
As Hathaway Jones would have made it his own
Fly by the of your creation

On the top of your head, is a poem
The thought in my head, oh God knows
As else will disappoint you
I to be young and bold
But now I'm afraid, I'm so old
I followed the to the City of Roses

It's a little-known fact that I cope
I'm the of repression
I've had it enough with the east
I'll die by the of my ambition

The I left, the city of throes
The one I loved, the city of hope
As everything else disappoint you
I used to be young and
But now I'm of age, I'm so old
I followed the light to the of Roses

A in the clouds is a break in my day