Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Stars

Every year I think about back
Seems so much more
goes by than that
Hard to believe all real time

I'm sorry I be there with everyone on Christmas
To help bring in wood for the
And a stack of warm plates
To the where the goose is served

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

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

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

We were counting on the ski slopes
Wearing all our clothes up against winter's
Scampering up to steal a run
On the Mohawk

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

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