Luyện nghe bài hát If There Are The Thigns

If are the things that
Dreams are of
Why don't I

I've to tell myself
changed my dear
But I around me
And think maybe not so

I have nightmares
And wake up with cold
through my pores

Why don't I dream

I'm in the
All the trees fruit
I have to pick them before they
I finally one
I hold it in my
I it up
rotten to the core

Why I dream anymore

If these are the things
Dreams are of
Why I dream

We lose our
our trust
Yes we our innocence
To forget our and hide our pain
We lose old
But dreams are life's worth living for

I I could dream
Once

I'm in the
All the trees bear
I have to pick them they fall
I grab one
I hold it in my
I it up
It's rotten to the

Why don't I anymore

If these are the that
Dreams are of
Why I dream anymore

I've tried to tell
It's all for the best my
But I look me and think
that's not so

I only have
up in a cold sweat
Have I as corrupt
As all I

I'm in the
All the trees bear
I have to pick them they fall
I grab one
I hold it in my
I it up
rotten to the core

Why I dream anymore

If these are the things
are made of
If are the things that
are made of
If are the things that
Dreams are of

I don't anymore