Luyện nghe bài hát His Dream

He leans back his desk, rubs the back of his neck
The stress takes effect, the bridge of his nose
Squints while showin' emotion he normally won't
At fifty six, he re-evaluates, possibly
Some that he's made

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things should know but the things that they don't
All the things that distinguish him as an
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 his son and his daughters
In their life he'll be the part of
The one who inspires, the one we

His only son is twenty one
And as a poet has only just begun
Papa dumb, he understands what this means
His is my dream, my dream is his dream

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