Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She slips in and out of her dull
That floats around the twilight of her
her little treasures
That represent a moment
Displayed with sad in her room

But this life is a
And it hurts to hear the laughing
While they live their little dreams
And all the while
Is a tearful bitter
Nothing's what it seems

Nothing's what it seems
Nothing's what it seems

Like a little fool
You standing at the alter
In the by the candles
As they

Pressed against the
Playing all favourite film stars
for the camera
That would never, turn

Push aside the
Of your garret window
And out on the narrow little world

You were in wedding dress
expectations more or less
Playing with your like any ordinary
girl

Candle
Candle
you light my way tonight
Candle
bright
Won't you my way tonight

Now the futile bitter feelings
clutch you in the middle
You never really given a chance

And the spite that jabs your
Hides a that's really warm and kind
And the pulse that races
Each inquisitive glance

You were always the
And they set you up a
To be another cuddly toy

And the whisper in the
When the street corner gossips
The woman on the floor
He was a happy boy

The woman on the fourth
He was a happy boy
The woman on the fourth
He was such a boy
The on the fourth floor
He was such a boy

Candle
bright
Won't you light my way
Candle
bright
Won't you light my way
light
Candle
Won't you my way tonight