Luyện nghe bài hát In The Morning

In the morning, it is
And umbrellas block the
In the cafe, waking
With a and coffee

And she sits there her paper
asleep into a picture
In the morning, in the morning, all over
That's another night of business with the

On the of estates around the river
And she adds up all the
Hid behind her paper
In the

In the morning, soaked in oil
Dressed in pink and a sweater
out at all the people
Walking their umbrellas

In the morning, there's a
Of resentment and
Its a fear that comes working
On the dark for a living

Shes to her wet hair
At the window in the
ready in a short skirt
With her around her ankles

a flame that gets attention
In a without light
And the need a cuddle
As she walks the light of the morning