Luyện nghe bài hát Roses From The Wrong Man

Christine
"Roses the Wrong Man"
She the door, surprised to see a deliveryman
Holding a beautiful vase of in his hands.
"For me?" she he nodded his head.
She the flowers in and read the note.
Roses the wrong man;
Poetry in the wrong hand.
She waits for one; she from another
Who tells her how much he her
roses from the wrong man.
She places the vase in the middle of the room.
The air is scented with the delicate perfume.
She a deep breath, closes her eyes,
her head slowly and sighs.
Roses from the wrong
Poetry in the wrong hand.
She waits for one; she from another
Who tells her how he loves her
roses from the wrong man.
How long can she hold out for someone who never come around?
And how many times will this other man try when she keeps him down?
She's not any younger, but she don't want to settle for less.
Oh, how can such a pretty bunch of trigger such deep unhappiness?
since she was 11 or 12 it was her dream
To receive the kind of flowers carried by the queen.
And sometimes can come true
In you don't expect them to.
Sometimes dreams can come
In ways you don't want to.
Roses the wrong man.