Luyện nghe bài hát Cup Of Tea

Every we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea
He stays up with me and we discuss
of the time he just listens
Other offers suggestions or he just ignores my questions
It gets more as time passes, because every night
I ask one question and all he does is wipe his glasses
It's aggrevating as and I'm just waiting to tell
or not he can even remember the answer..
Or whether or not he's not to tamper with his memory..
Or whether or not he can even remember me.
What a of time
But every night it's that same damn
One green cup of tea and me stuck all by once its empty
Then I'm off to bed with of caffiene to keep me up and thinking
The cup I'm from is never clean
I remember if it's a dream once I awake and I walk..
From my messy bed and the next late night talk

Every midnight we sit at the table and we share a cup of tea
He stays up with me and we things
Most of the time he just
Other offers suggestions with his awful expressions
Altered refelctions...his whole is see-through
With confessions...I don't want to leave you
"This cup should be bottomless!"...as my insecurities
I see his face fading away. I surely need a
I keep still and don't move much
Except to wet my lips with sips. With every kiss of I lose touch
I sip the tea carefully because its at the of seperation
the forked tongue in bi-lingual conversation
Waiting for his answer still...and at any given I will
Sweet and Low my bitter past...let the cancer the small talk
"Alright, man...this bitter taste in my mouth to get washed out
Ghosts in this house don't anything timely to talk about."
The concept is dead. nothing death should interrupt
I went to bed last with one sip left in the cup