Luyện nghe bài hát His Dream

He leans back from his desk, the back of his neck
The stress takes effect, grips the bridge of his
Squints while he's showin' emotion he normally
At fifty six, he re-evaluates, regrettin'
Some decisions that he's

Black is turnin' gray, of his age
from the glasses, a pass of every page
Passionately day reads, on occasion
of the day when he could do the same thing

He's always wanted to write, that's all wanted in life
With two daughters, a son and a wife
He's in a bind, he's has to
A family is on a Milli to survive

His father at fifty six
So he's well aware how a father figure is
How big of a it is
To be a husband and care for your kids
Never miss an event, helpin' them homework
Discipline to prevent things when older

His only son is only one
And focus as a has only just begun
Papa isn't dumb, he what this means
His dream is my dream, my is his dream

I close my eyes and I can see his
The he made for me, his dream
Put it aside for his family, his
Yeah, so keep it alive, yeah

And so he targeted to be the guardian
it from anythin' and anyone who's harmin' it
But in his heart he knows the hardest about it is
Givin' up on his dream to be all his kids

As he the lips of the Mrs
For four years, goin' on the twenty fifth
He thinks to himself, this alone is the
That's greater then bought
And that's on the shelf

Sometimes a is all that we have
We have to continue to
once it is lost amongst other thoughts
Then what really are we? are we?

I my eyes and I can see his dream
The he made for me, his dream
Put it for his family, his dream
Yeah, so I'ma it alive, yeah

So he back at his desk
Crackin' his and back of his neck
Faxin' a paper his name
On application explainin' the main

Things should know but the things that they don't
All the that distinguish him as an adult
And over the phone he can expose
The roll that he chose, the roll in his

And at he is a leader, a father
He'll it by usin' his son and his daughters
In their he'll be playin' the part of
The one who inspires, the one we

His only son is only one
And focus as a poet has only begun
Papa isn't dumb, he understands this means
His dream is my dream, my dream is his

I my eyes and I can see his dream
The he made for me, his dream
Put it aside for his family, his
Yeah, so keep it alive, yeah