Luyện nghe bài hát Preshool Days

All the things I've seen couldn't prepare mefor what I was to experience
As a boy, growing up in a world,made for all the big kids and the big toys...
Sometimes, I'd sit around and wait, play my toy cars,until the wheels would turn no more,
then I'd think to myself... is my dads car coming homeor will this be another night,my mom, my brother and I, ourselves in?

I learned my to spell dad,how quickly dad turned to sad, in my
preschool days, and the rest of my life.My mother did the best she could, my brother
stayed as as he stood, a
father figure to me, my days.

I all the times mom cried,my brother stayed strong by her side,
and I would stand and wonder why there was threewhen there be four.Maybe my dad got lost driving home
and then again it wouldn't make sense, I alone.

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So where has he been? He's running out of time.I haven't heard from him. I hope he's doing fine.Money buy years of missing them.Daddy gave it up, the kids forgave him.