Luyện nghe bài hát Drinking Wine Alone

(Joel Jaffe)

I'm laying by the river, on a afternoon
The glass of beside me, is the colour of the sun
Then the moves inside me, and it all comes rushing back
There's about drinking wine alone

I'm sitting at the table, at my plate
The meal I so carefully, is wasted I can't eat
The first taste touched a place in me, I'm afraid to find
There's something about drinking alone

There are traces of her waiting, in the place I least
A laugh, a sudden movement, a cigarette
Am I hiding from the very thing, I tried so hard to
There's about drinking wine alone

I have wasted precious, and it quickly slipped away
Like through my fingers, as I turned the other way
Am I waiting for a miracle, or have I just blind
something about drinking wine alone

(c) 1977 Whispering Wind Co.