Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Stars

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

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

I got in trouble again
like every year I get in trouble at Christmas time
Is to I expect in the rain and the darkness of November
me feeling lost and hopeless

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 loud
He left me counting stars on the

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

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

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

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