Luyện nghe bài hát Michael's Song

There's a light out on the says, "It's time to go"
I'm wasting my time counting on a barroom floor
Thinking 'bout my and the friends I'll leave behind
Mostly 'bout the man who writes his songs smiling rhymes
And I'm holding on to a view of his dreams in the midnight light

counts his songs in the years of wasted miles
I used to think he was part of that fantasy in rhyme
Looking back on all his tunes of butterflies and
There was only one about the man he kept
About the time he crossed the line and let a come to his eye

I to hide out in his pretty smile
Hope it would me through the morrow
Until I the way it feels to be the man
Who the world a smile
Without a soul to share his

The light at the freeway, well, it's turning green to gold
The stains on barroom floor, ten miles back down the road
Thinking 'bout how old bar brought Michael back to mind
How I can sing his and be smiling here inside
I guess a weary soul will always sing, smiling rhymes