Luyện nghe bài hát Notebook

I him my notebook
The of my soul
in scribbles on pages
He smiled and held my

I knew that he see
For he dreams of beauty, too
There has to be than the work day

painting houses
He's houses for a while
I'm home to his
Coming to

I in my notebook
feeling that takes me by surprise
And that I don't know I have

hidden by useless facts
That I've compiled at the office I work
Where is no time for feeling anything

You see, I just work
To finance my life
That begins with on pages
And thoughts of how and

Museums on
Whenever we, can we go
And stay there for
our spirits

And is still free
And is not exclusive
And beauty is ours to and to know
To and know

Don't you think there's more, I really to know?
Don't you there's more to life?
you think there's more, I really have to know?
Don't you there's more to life?

Don't you think there's more to
Don't you think more to life?
Don't you think more to life?
And don't you think there's more to

Don't you think more to life?