Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall have day;
be like I want it
Oh - and I mean that in way.

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

The roof of it will peak lines,
and contours dip;
and form eaves,
where the raindrops can drip.

... That pitter patter,
of raindrops at -
is such a beautiful
on a gloomy day.

You know, the wind is high,
And the storm race,
and be snugged up
by my fire-place.

Maybe my little dog,
or playing my little cat.
But yearning,
and where you're at.

But when the meadow is
by that old sinking
And the are bowing
for the dew drops to

At my old piano,
with ivory keys,
just plunk out some vibrations
of I please.

Sometimes be classics,
sometimes
But mostly n' roll
- I'll surely improvise.

And my favourite guitar,
I'll be strummin' away
and goodbye,
to another day.

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

Where the suns rays,
and the moon's beam
Will her reflection,
as I lay and dream.

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

It was for her -
And I I, I know;
That she my love -
and asked me to go.

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

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

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

through all of my travels,
I must have somewhere -
A place that I find
my someday.

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

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