Luyện nghe bài hát Morning Touching Down In New York

I am an here
I've always with my red socks cap and a pen
Jotting answers
A stepping from a carriage car
Luxurious jeans and a greyhound bus
A weekend
always there to greet me
As I hit the
Eyes like a flintlock
Aimed and to fire
8 am the backdrop reflected in a blur
The pavement
The great of 32nd street
And something about
touching down
In New
Once the evening retires
And we lay
Daybreak through the windowsill
And good enough for now
At least what we tell ourselves
In moments just like
to every kiss
Comfort a bow
Why don't we stop and find the perfect reason why we shouldn't let deteriorate
But I'm one too late
So I drop my rifle and i
Wrapped in white towels she heads for a solo shower as I out over the great lakes of 32nd street
And there's something
Morning down
In New
New
Maybe on a trip or something
look a bit different to my eyes
No longer in the
She'll be blending in with all the other passers by that i meet
I'll on the shores of 32nd street
a pin drop cab right downtown
Early Sunday
is stirring
Stumbling to its
She walks away on
As we say
And witness for the last
The great of 32nd street
And something about
touching down
In New
And there's about
touching down
Touching
In New
New
New
New