Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Stars

Every year I about coming back
Seems like so more
Time by than that
Hard to believe it's all real

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

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

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

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

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

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

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