Luyện nghe bài hát On The Steps Of The Palace

He's a smart Prince,
He's a who prepares.
Knowing this time I'd run him,
He spread on the stairs.
And I'm unawares.
Well it that he cares-
This is more just malice.
stop and take stock
While you're standing stuck
On the of the palace.

All right do you want?
Have to a decision.
Why not and be caught?
I give that a thought,
What would be his
But then if he knew
Who I am I know
I'm not what he thinks
That he

Or, then, if I am?
What a would envision?
But then how can you
Who you are till you
What you want, I don't?
So which do you pick:
Where safe, out of sight,
And yourself, but where wrong?
Or where right
But you know that never belong?

And you pick,
Do it quick,
you're starting to stick
To the of the palace.

It's my big decision,
The choice isn't to make.
To arrive at a
Is exciting and
you're there, though, it's scary.
And fun to deceive
you know you can leave,
But you to be wary.
There's a lot at stake,
But I've stalled enough,
'Cause I'm still standing
In the on these steps...

run along home
And the collision.
Though at home don't care,
I'll be off there
there's nothing to choose,
So there's to lose.
So pry up my shoes.
Wait no it through,
Things don't to collide
I know my decision is,
is not to decide.
I'll leave him a clue:
For example, a shoe.
And see what he'll do.

Now he and not you
be stuck with a shoe,
In a stew, in the goo.
And I've something, too,
I never knew,
On the of the palace.