Luyện nghe bài hát Shooting Star

Man loves woman, man woman
Man and woman children
Man woman in search of self
Man realizes how woman is and returns

He was crazy of
From the first she must have it
But still she on with him
And she once had shown it

And she him off the streets
And she dried his tears of
She to his visions
She believed in his

Ah, he was the sun bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining his light a little
He was a shooting she was softer and more slowly
He could not make possible
But, she could them holy, holy

He was dancing to music
No one else had heard
He'd speak in languages
She'd translate word

And when the was laughing
At his in the sky
She'd hold him in her
And he once again fly

Ah, he was the sun burning and brittle
And she was the moon shining his light a little
He was a shooting star she was and more slowly
He not make things possible
But, she could make them holy,

But she gave him a and she gave him a son
She was a mother and a and a lover when the day was done
Well, he was too far gone for giving love what offer in its stead
Was the she was the only thing that was not in his head

He took off one morning in the rising sun's red glow
She knew he was going but of course she let him go
As she and watched him dwindle much too empty to be sad
He reappeared her and said, "You're all I've ever had"

Ah, he was the sun burning and brittle
And she was the moon shining his light a little
He was a star she was softer and more slowly
He could not make things
But, she make them holy

Ah, he was the sun burning and brittle
And she was the moon shining his light a little
He was a shooting star she was softer and more
He not make things possible
But, she could make them holy,