Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall some day;
It'll be like I it
Oh - and I mean in every way.

I yet to see any
that cope with the style -
Of the that I dream of;
I'll build after a while.

The of it will have peak lines,
and contours that
and shadowy eaves,
the little raindrops can drip.

... That pitter patter,
of at play -
is such a sound
on a quiet day.

You know, when the is high,
And the storm race,
and I'll be up
by my fire-place.

feeding my little dog,
or with my little cat.
But yearning,
and where you're at.

But the meadow is shadowed
by that old sinking
And the roses are
for the dew drops to

At my old piano,
pure ivory keys,
I'll plunk out some vibrations
of I please.

it'll be classics,
sometimes
But mostly rock n'
- that I'll improvise.

And with my guitar,
I'll be strummin' away
and goodbye,
to beautiful day.

A of my angel,
That I most of all -
have painted from a snapshot
onto my wall.

Where the warm rays,
and the moon's cold
cast her reflection,
as I lay and dream.

You know, I can't
- but it me so sad,
When I think that I've
All that I could had.

It was for her -
And I guess I, I
she measured my love -
and then me to go.

Finally my house,
I have it complete.
And I'll up a smoke,
Sitting by the sill.

And read my many books
that I'll in my bachelors nest;
the sun goes drooping
- in the west.

And feel that gold,
warm on my face;
And I'll start trippin'
to far off place.

That all of my travels,
I must have somewhere -
A place that I might
my someday.

And I'll leave all I have
to the gods, up
and go spend my searching
for the angel, I love.

For all of my dreams,
would be but a
to the one
that I so dear.