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 latticed wooden by the sea
Contain no travelers or Irish authors

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

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

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

But the in the raincoat doesn't stop to count
The tea-leaves or turn to see the mists the sun
For the winter's unfolding her
And time for movin' on

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

And so you sit there in the of
The carpet with her suitcases you
And it to you, she journeyed to the center
Of your life but she really found you

Just another girl in a who
the passing of the days
And glad of the warmth that she
Gave you and you hardly to say

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