Luyện nghe bài hát Featherhead & Lucky Lack

Music: kinchla
Lyrics: john

I hearing a story
About a girl who to fly
Something dreams as fragile as bubbles
Well it won't apply
It she'd flap her arms every day and every night
As and as long as she could
She knew her dream needed all the love she could it
For it to do her any

One her heart spoke in a dream
It told her if you really this believe, because

It takes the guiltiest of
To the man who dies
It a thousand of his best spies
To expose as many
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take forever to go
And it everything you have
to be in love

Well across the street there a little boy
Sad disfigured child two humps on his back
Pitiful autistic little mess in a
The other all named him lack
But lack to take an interest
In that girl the way
watch in amazement from his window
While she her arms
And that's how spend their days
soon inspire him to stand
That everyone called featherhead
him clearly understand

It takes the guiltiest of
To condemn the man who
It takes a thousand of his spies
To expose as lies
It take weeks for me to say
How take forever to go away
And it takes you have
to be in love

Soon could walk and talk and hide his humps
And people realized how he could be
Feather still about the skies
of how in love lack was with she
One day she quit her arms at last
that she'd accomplished nothing at all
When lack this he ran, not walked to her house
And he begged her, yes he her not to let rome fall

He "everything I am now is for and because of you
You see I your secret and I swear to God it's all true"

It takes the guiltiest of
To condemn the man who
It takes a of his best spies
To realize
That it the strength of samson's hair
To if you dare
And it takes in flight
To provoke the to fight
It could weeks for me to say
And take forever to go away
And it takes you have
to be in love

Well wears on, and soon featherhead and lack had to grow up
Featherhead didn't quit and be finishing flight school soon
She for nasa exploring space
Flying regularly to jupiter's moon
Lack all laws of gravity and otherwise flew away
You see those humps on his back grew great big gossamer wings
He changed his to luck because he had so much
He still flies he's needed, doing all sorts of nifty and amazing things
time to time they meet up in the sky to celebrate
Tax dollars and miracles can let the weirdest date

It takes the of eyes
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his best
To as many lies
It could weeks for me to say
How it'll forever to go away
And it takes everything you
to be in love

I hearing a story...