Luyện nghe bài hát I Love Her But She Loves Someone Else

When a man of my age shaves his in the morning,
Who is it that stares and greets him?
The ghost of his long dead all these years?
Or the boy he was, still wet in the ears?
Or the sum of all of his fears,
In the eyes of this who meets him?

So his glance strays from his chin or his jawline,
To face up to the of his soul,
It's the eyes he avoids so to acknowledge,
strange, unexpected, out of control.

There are when a man needs to brave his reflection,
And face what he without fear,
It a man to accept his mortality,
Or be surprised by the of a tear.

It was an arrangement, a practical arrangement,
I forgot the commandment of the realist's handbook,
Don't be by illusions you created yourself,
And fall in love with someone, she loves someone else.

Like a of snow on a winter's night,
It and it sparkles in the moonlight,
But it's by the morning, how quickly it melts,
You still her but she loves someone else.

And does that leave you?
You man of vision.
You feel stupid, you feel angry, are you your mind?
To destroy the one she loves, does that become your
Like a pantomime villain with an axe to
To regain your self-respect, your head up like a man,
Use the ice around heart before it melts,
But you're not fooling anybody, only fooling yourself.

Like a of snow on a winter's night,
It glistens and it in the moonlight,
But it's gone by the morning, how quickly it