Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Motel

A picture on the wall, like a postcard with a better of,
all things absent from 209.
Diana sips from an empty glass of hope she last night,
The clouds above reflect the shape of all she's gotta behind.
We always think something better in the place we are not,
In dreams the of it all,
Nobody's happy they're at and we all wanna be somebody else
Another stationary book of lies,
another staged confession just goes unheard,
Harry in 304 made one last promise now,
I'm going out without a trace a vanishing act before eyes
Nobody wants what they got and what they got is not enough,
in dreams the of it all,
a lighter shade of green the grass maybe if I it so, then I'll be home.
Here I go uncertain if what I find is what I want,
the for me is everything,
I for the same as what I'm running from,
I guess never know
Is it the struggle we live for,
is it us alive to breathe to want, to know, to love Just one more day,
one more way
So here I go.......I'm the way to home.....

Thanks to Keith ([email protected]) for these