Luyện nghe bài hát Not Really Living At All

What is my for going on living when I'm not really living at all
I come home in the evening there's no there to fill the air
A cool lonely room to me nobody here to greed me where has our love gone
And then my thoughts begin to stray back to a happy
When love was here beside me your love was here to guide me did I go wrong
What is my for going on living when I'm not really living at all
I reach for the paper and I see a toy our little boy
Left layin' there it haunts me I wonder if he ever me to play his little games
I guess I never took the time to fix a hurt or make a
Or carry him on my will he forgive me when he's older
Or will he remember my
What is my reason for going on when I'm not really living at all
I a puppy down the street with big sad eyes and muddy feet
There's nobody here to him no wonder round here to name him
Or take him for a
I keep him here for and he looks up so sad at me
Each he sees me crying he knows inside I'm dying if only he could talk
is my reason for going on living when I'm not really living at all
What is my reason for going on living I'm not really living at all