Luyện nghe bài hát Not The One

It's the kind of gray day that washes
Away reflections in the eyes of hotel
And the wooden benches by the sea
no travelers or Irish lady authors

And the girl in the raincoat walks the
Of Brighton with her collar turned the wind
And in the doorways of second-hand
Bookshops among the and fading print

And you're not the one thinkin' of
And you're not the one she wants
Just a along the line she's leavin' from

She goes into a cafe, orders tea,
At the but there's nothing really on it
And the is as deserted as a plaza
In a heat-wave and the has jam upon it

But the girl in the raincoat stop to count
The or turn to see the mists around the sun
For the winter's around her
And it's for movin' on

And you're not the one she's of
And you're not the one she really
Just a point the line she's leavin' from

And so you sit there in the of
The carpet her suitcases around you
And it comes to you, she journeyed to the
Of your but she never really found you

Just another in a raincoat who
Shared the passing of the
And you're glad of the that she
Gave you and you need to say

That not the one you're thinkin' of
No, she's not the one you want
Just a along the line you're leavin' from