Luyện nghe bài hát Move

Sunday, cold
Home, that's where I'll
Okay I admit it, been drifting
Dreaming the away

of love
The kind
I don't to prove myself
All of the

Working, at a job
for a raise
Let's face it, I'm no go
Worthy of a boss's

Worthy of
The kind
I don't have to myself
All of the

At the bus when the evening falls
Resting there the driver calls
it up now, hurry it up and move, lady

Magic, a shiny train
Stealing away in the
I catch it so I close my eyes
it against my skin

Feeling that
a friend of mine
I don't to prove myself
All of the

At the bus in the hazy dawn
Come on one last lazy yawn
Hurry it up now, hurry it up and move,