Luyện nghe bài hát Experience week song

Saturday morning experience
I'm so nervous I can speak
Arrive at Cluny Hill half ten
almost turned and went again
yes, I turned and went home again

My focaliser me my room
like she was consigning me to my doom
What am I doing here? going on?
who are these What are they on?
who are these What are they on?

Here's comes my roommate, he looks weird
wild black hair and a big fuzzy
I met the rest of the group after
what a and motley bunch
what a strange and bunch

Come morning, I'm feeling bad
the dancing but now I'm sad
Things feel different know why
feeling lonely, to cry
lonely, want to cry

Monday morning, learned names
we go down to the ballroom to play games
Something happened I can barely
my feelings, changed my life
changed my feelings, my life

Tuesday morning a Hoover in my hand
out the dining room, beginning to understand
Tuning in, out
to see what Findhorn is all about
starting to see Findhorn is all about

morning in the winter sunshine
down to Gardens and everybody's feeling fine
wonderful place as smooth as a dream
where eleven strangers become a
where eleven strangers just become a

morning at a quarter past three
I'm wide-awake in the
Opening myself to the and a light
thanking God for me right
thanking God for steering me

So now it's Friday time to go home
and back the big wide world I must roam
But I'll take it with me every single
it out with every song I sing
send it out with song I sing

So the tale of my experience week
it was beautiful and it was
It made me friends and it opened my
this isn't the end -- it's the start!