Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She in and out of her dull imagination
That floats the twilight of her tomb
her little treasures
That a happy moment
with sad affection in her room

But this is a prison
And it hurts to hear the laughing
While they live their pretty dreams
And frozen all the
Is a tearful smile
really what it seems

Nothings what it seems
Nothings what it seems

Like a silver little
You were standing at the
In the by the candles
As they

against the mirror
Playing all your favourite stars
for the camera
That would never, turn

Push the curtain
Of your tiny window
And out on the narrow little world

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

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

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

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

You were the outsider
And set you up a childhood
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 floor
He was a happy boy
The on the fourth floor
He was such a boy
The woman on the fourth
He was a happy boy

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