Luyện nghe bài hát Sequel

Hey, she's actin' happy, inside her handsome
And me, I'm flyin' in my taxi, takin'

I got into a little early
Had eight to kill before the show
First thought about heading up of the bay
knew where I had to go

I thought about taking a
Or at least a car
I ended up taking a
that's how I got this far

It was ten years goin' in the front
Drivin' stoned, no pain
Now, here I am straight and in the back
Hitting 16 Side lane

The driveway was the same, as I
And a butler came and the door
He just shook his head, I asked for her
And said, "She doesn't live anymore"

But he offered to me the address
were forwarding her letters to
I took it and returned to the cabbie
And said, "I got one fare for you"

And so we rolled back into the
a five storey old Brownstone
Rang the bell, had her name on the mailbox
The buzzer somebody's home

And the look on her as she opened door
Was an old joke told by a friend
It'd taken ten more years, but she'd her smile
And I the corners start to bend

And she said, "How are you
we played this scene before"
I said, "It's so to see you now, Sue
Had to play it out once more
Play it out once more"

She said, "I've you flying high on my radio"
I answered, "It's not all it seems"
when she laughed and she said
"It's sometimes, when we don't get to touch our dreams"

That's when, I asked her where was actress
She said, "That was else"
When I asked her, why she looked so now
She said, "I finally like myself, at last I myself"

So we talked all through afternoon
Talking about, where been
We of the tiny difference
Between ending and to begin
We talked because, talking tells you
Like, what you really are thinking
But sometimes, you can't find you're feeling
Till all the run out

So I her to come to the concert
She said, "No, I, I at night"
I said, "We've gotten too damn at leaving, Sue"
She said, "Harry, right"

ask me, if I made love to her
Or one of us started to cry
Don't ask me why she wouldn't take the that I left
If I at, all I'd lie

So I thought about her, as I that night
And how the keeps rolling around
And if I act, as I'm facing the
How flying with both feet on the ground

Yes, I guess it's a to our story
From my between Heaven and Hell
With half the time thinking of might have been
And half thinkin' as well

I guess only will tell