Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Street

Walking on the empty street with on my mind.
Every day it seems the same I find it hard to why,
a why.

I see the man in the big black car wishing he have my place.
Give him just a of my life and wipe the smile off from his face,
off his face.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as as the last.
Why can't I look forward? It's not sympathy I ask.
We've reached the turning point; we've the point of no return.
I don't think they'll ever listen so now's the to act.

Look around can you see my life, just a and empty space,
looking for encouragement of a worthwhile to do, a thing to do.
The country's in a hell of a state upon the news,
it's all the same, if they win always us they will abuse,
they abuse.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as as the last.
Why can't I just look It's not sympathy I ask.
We've the turning point; we've reached the point of no return.
I don't they'll ever listen so now's the time to act.

Walking on the street with tomorrow on my mind.
Every day it the same I find it hard to reason why,
a why.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as as the last.
Why can't I look forward? It's not sympathy I ask.
We've reached the turning point; we've the point of no return.
I don't they'll ever listen so now's the time to act.

Searching is a I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can't I just forward? It's not sympathy I ask.
We've the turning point.