Luyện nghe bài hát Patrick's Song

I had a dream, I was in
Reading your autograph, pages of
In seventh grade, now an epitaph

in your room
With an inside of you
You died way too

But I can feel you, in a circle of friends
How you all been? We'd never die
Just go through and we group again

So it down
So the wind blow it all away
And pass it around, like champagne on a

And it around
There's a lot of to go around