Luyện nghe bài hát Reaching

There's a I can recall
years old and three feet tall
Trying to touch the stars and the jar
And both out of reach

And later on in my school
It seemed to me a little
How the right words to say always to stay
out of reach

Well, I should not have it strange
That growing causes growing
'Cause the more we learn the we know
We don't anything

But still it seems a fate
Living with quiet ache
The strain for what remains
out of reach

We are reaching for the
We are for the past
And no what we have we reach for more
We are to discover
What is just our grasp
But maybe what Heaven is for

There are I can't forget
Dressed up in my Sunday
not to squirm and to maybe learn
A bit of the preacher preached

And lying in the dark
I felt a stirring in my
And though I longed to see what not be seen
I still

I guess, I think it odd
we see the face of God
The yearning deep within us us
There's to come

So we taste of the divine
It leaves us hungry time
For one taste of what awaits
When Gates are reached

We are for the future
We are for the past
And no what we have, we reach for more
We are desperate to
What is beyond our grasp
But that's what Heaven is for
I that's what Heaven is for

There's a I can recall
Four years old and three feet
to touch the stars and the cookie jar
And were out of reach