Luyện nghe bài hát Talk Of The Weather

I hate wasting words, gonna get what I
if I run as far away as I can
And I don't suspect influence in this
Except mine, and someone else's, oh

This seems to follow me
With every I make

The I find is undeserving eyes
Seeing things they never have seen
So I'll draw a line for me to stand
And show you just how much this to me

This weather seems to me
With every I make
And every step, the wind at my back
it to me