Luyện nghe bài hát If She Called

She her hips
Maybe her back
There's nobody to see when she is doing that
The not there
He just exist
She's looking at empty space when she is doing
She walk home
She's of tired
Or some of the money on a cab she's hired

Below a bus by
And a man
Who swears out a drunkard's curse on the whole damned
She at that
And starts to cry
She at a spot on her leg and then lets it dry

she's sitting on the floor
With her head hung
Listening to another on TV
Unaware, hair
where her mother and father might be
If she called, if she

She dreams, she
Don't we all
A place, a way
A theme

She a time
love was alive
Somehow it get's lost in the of the city's morning drive
Lost in the sound of the city's roaring, morning