Luyện nghe bài hát That's Just About Right

My old friend lives up in the
He flew up there to paint the
He says, "Even interpretation's what I count on
This little picture to me blur
Hard lines and the shadows easy
I see it all just as as a bell
I can't seem to set my easel to please me
I paint my heaven, but it like hell", yeah

Your blue might be
less might be more
Your window to the world might be your own front
And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the
just about right

He said that "I ain't comin' down 'til my is perfect"
And all the is gone from my eyes
through my hands, and onto to the canvas
Still like my vision, but a surprise
"Real life," he says, "Is the hardest
It's movin' so I let it come through"
That my friend, I say, "Is the glory of true
Just to do what you do, what you do, what you do",

blue might be gray
Your less might be
Your window to the might be your own front door
And your shiniest day come in the middle of the night
That's just right

My old came down from the mountain
Without even lookin', he found a truth
You can go through life the greatest intentions
But you do what you do, what you just do, yeah

Your blue be gray
Your less might be
Your window to the world might be own front door
And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the

Your might be gray
Your less be more
Your window to the might be your own front door
And your shiniest day might come in the of the night
just about right
That's just right, yeah