Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Stars

Every I think about coming back
Seems like so more
Time goes by that
Hard to it's all real time

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

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

So I went to a bar by myself to try and
That I had and no one
And I got a fight with a big loud jock
He left me counting stars on the

damn year is the same
I say I'll home
Once I got a more to show for myself
just getting in trouble

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

And later on we the hockey game
beer and cigarettes
And finally we lay to sleep
In the small of our childhood

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