Luyện nghe bài hát Language Or The Kiss

I don't if it was real or in a dream
Lately waking up I'm not sure I've been
There was a table set for six and were there
I outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair

And there was steam on the windows from the
Laughter a language I once spoke with ease
But I'm made mute by the virtue of
And I choose most of life goes on without me

Oh the fear known
That I might reap the of strangers
And end up on my own
All I've was a song but maybe I was wrong

I said to you the one which I'd adore
The of the next 10 years unfolding
But you me if I had my way I'd be bored
Right then I I loved you best born of your scolding

When we last talked we lying on our backs
up at the sky through the ceiling
I used to lie like that out on the driveway
Trying to read the Greek upon the stars the alphabet of

Oh, I knew then
It was a calling that "If joy then pain"
The of the voice these years later
Is the same

I am alone in a hotel tonight
I the sky out but there's not a star appears
Begin my studies with paper and this pencil
And I'm working through the of my fears

Oh, mercy what I give
To have the things mean the most
Not to mean the things I
Unforgiving the choice still is the language or the