Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Stars

Every year I think coming back
Seems like so more
goes by than that
Hard to believe it's all time

I'm I can't be there with everyone on Christmas
To help bring in for the fire
And a stack of warm plates
To the table where the is served

I got in damned trouble
It's like year I get in trouble at Christmas time
Is to where I in the rain and the darkness of November
me feeling lost and hopeless

So I to a bar by myself to try and forget
I had nothing and no one
And I got into a fight with a big jock
He left me counting stars on the

damn year is the same
I say come home
Once I got a little to show for myself
Than getting in trouble

We were counting on the ski slopes
all our clothes up against winter's snap
Scampering up hell to a run
On the toboggan

And later on we watched the game
With and cigarettes
And we lay down to sleep
In the small beds of our

Counting stars the wavy glass
Of the old storm
On the big, long,
toboggan