Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She slips in and out of her imagination
floats around the twilight of her tomb
Clutching her treasures
That represent a happy
with sad affection in her room

But this life is a
And it to hear the children laughing
While they live their little dreams
And frozen all the
Is a tearful smile
Nothings what it seems

really what it seems
Nothings really it seems

Like a silver little
You standing at the alter
In the tides by the
As burn

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

aside the curtain
Of tiny garret window
And glare out on the little world

You were in your dress
Great expectations or less
Playing with dolls like any ordinary
girl

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

Now it's the futile bitter
That you in the middle
You were never given a chance

And the spite that jabs your
Hides a heart thats really and kind
And the pulse races with
Each other glance

You were the outsider
And they set you up a
To be just cuddly toy

And the whisper in the
When the street gossips meet
The woman on the fourth
He was such a boy

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

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