Luyện nghe bài hát Not The One

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

And the girl in the raincoat walks the
Of Brighton her collar turned against the wind
And hovers in the doorways of
Bookshops among the and fading print

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

She goes into a cafe, orders tea,
At the menu but there's really on it
And the is as deserted as a plaza
In a and the cloth has jam upon it

But the girl in the raincoat stop to count
The tea-leaves or to see the mists around the sun
For the winter's around her
And it's time for on

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

And so you sit there in the of
The carpet with her around you
And it comes to you, she to the center
Of your life but she never found you

Just girl in a raincoat who
Shared the of the days
And you're of the warmth that she
you and you hardly need to say

That not the one you're thinkin' of
No, not the one you really want
a point along the line you're leavin' from