Luyện nghe bài hát It Takes Time

No
To explain the of the senses
No sound to
The radiance of
In the dream
of disorder
Where we are swept to encircle
in a low car
Racing thru
bliss
You could kiss the

Standing the courthouse
In the
Seemed a lost soul
the chapel of dreams
With a of images
Faces of
Phases of the
One little you get wrong
Changes the
Streets, swept
and lost
Like a in the sun

Sometimes you tell
Whether you're up
Or to sleep

Unnumbered
All the games be yours
All the sights, the of the eye
Does the divided soul the same?
No to explain
hand
Moved, by
Drawn by the whispering
the mathematics
Of our