Luyện nghe bài hát Reading Time With Pickle

Walking from work
Stop at the supermarket, aisle
A jar of pickles the eye
Make eye contact a solitary pickle
the jar took it home

Made it up the
Made it through the doorway, waded through the
Tried to head in the general direction of the door
The truest room in the whole house

Singin' love is the to a question
That I have
But I know been asked
And the has got to be love love love

Now time with TV
Then sleeping time, not
So reading time with
But were the bed side had been
Is now a milignant soft green

Has it always this way?
Is it possible all this went unnoticed?
Maybe things start to change
And life will turn a page
No more

Singin' love is the
To a i know I've been asked
And the answer has got to be love love

Tomorrow back to again
Run to the supermarket, hopeful through the aisles
Haven't been this happy in a time
But not a single jar was smiling

But pickle are just pickle jars
And pickles are pickles
Ingredients ... water, salt, cucumber, and pickling spices

But love is the to a question
That forgotten
But I know been asked
And the has got to be love