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 stains on a floor
Thinking 'bout my hometown and the I'll leave behind
'bout the man who writes his songs with smiling rhymes
And I'm holding on to a smoky view of his dreams in the light

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

I used to out in his pretty smile
Hope it would me through the morrow
Until I learned the way it to be the man
Who the world a smile
a soul to share his sorrow

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