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
Contain no travelers or Irish lady

And the in the raincoat walks the lanes
Of Brighton with her turned against the wind
And hovers in the of second-hand
Bookshops the dust and fading print

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

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

But the girl in the raincoat stop to count
The tea-leaves or turn to see the around the sun
For the unfolding around her
And time for movin' on

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

And so you sit in the middle of
The carpet with her around you
And it comes to you, she journeyed to the
Of life but she never really found you

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

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