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 he's showin' emotion he normally won't
At six, he re-evaluates, possibly 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
Dreamin' of the day he could do the same thing

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes a dream is all that we
We have to to dream
'Cause once it is lost amongst other
what really are we? What are we?

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 I'ma it alive, yeah

So he back at his desk
Crackin' his knuckles and back of his
Faxin' a displayin' his name
On another application explainin' the

Things they should know but the that they don't
All the that distinguish him as an adult
And over the he can never expose
The roll he chose, the roll in his home

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

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

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