Luyện nghe bài hát His Dream

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

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

He's always wanted to write, that's all he's 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 aware how vital a father figure is
How big of a it is
To be a good husband and care for kids
Never an event, helpin' them with homework
Discipline to prevent things when older

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

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

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

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

a dream is all that we have
We have to to dream
once it is lost amongst other thoughts
Then really are we? What are we?

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 it alive, yeah

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

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

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

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

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