Luyện nghe bài hát Stones In The Road

(originally by Carpenter)
When we were young, we pledged every morning of our lives
The classroom with children's voices under teacher's watchful eye
We learned about the world us at our desks and at dinnertime
Reminded of the starving children, we cleaned our plates guilty minds
And the stones in the road we played like marbles in the
Until a voice called for us to make our way back
When I was ten, my father held me on his above the crowd
To see a draped in mourning pass slowly through our town
His kneeled with all her children at the sacred burial ground
The TV glowed that long hot summer with all the burning down
And the stones in the road flew out from our tires
Worlds removed from all fires as we raced each other home
And now we drink our coffee on the run and climb that ladder by rung
We are the daughters and the and here's the line that's missing...
The starving children have been by souls out on the street
We give a dollar when we pass and hope our eyes don't
We in, we cancel out, we crave the corner suite
We kiss your ass, we make you hold, we doctor the
And the in the road leave a mark from whence they came
A thousand points of or shame, baby, I don't know
in the road...