Luyện nghe bài hát If There Are The Thigns

If these are the that
Dreams are of
Why I dream

I've to tell myself
Nothing's my dear
But I look me
And think that's not so

I only nightmares
And wake up with sweat
Coming through my

Why I dream anymore

I'm in the
All the trees fruit
I have to them before they fall
I grab one
I it in my hand
I it up
rotten to the core

Why don't I dream

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

We our patience
Lose our
Yes we our innocence
To forget our sorrow and our pain
We old memories
But dreams are what life's worth for

I wish I could
more

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

Why don't I dream

If these are the things
Dreams are of
Why don't I dream

I've to tell myself
It's all for the best my
But I around me and think
Maybe not so

I have nightmares
up in a cold sweat
Have I become as
As all I

I'm in the
All the bear fruit
I have to pick before 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 things
are made of
If these are the that
are made of
If these are the that
Dreams are of

I want anymore