Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Fare Of The Day

I saw standing in the rain
Out on 7th
He held her tight, like she might
If he let go

He helped her in, he shut the
Our met in the mirror
To Englewood, just it slow
Was all he

Into the stream, we away
I it well, this old ballet
the flow, minding the sway
Catching green all the way

Up Amsterdam, the dark,
I off the radio
She said, Thanks,
I not bear another word.

Out the bridge, the slowed
In the and the wash
Of all those truckers south
On 95

Into the stream, we pulled
I know it well, old ballet
Finding the flow, minding the
Catching lights all the way
I them home, I brought them home
I brought them home in cruel, cruel rain

And now its spring, and the rain?
All the wells are dry
And the has reached
An low

And if red light ever turns
If I can make it through the
Ill head
For the fare of the day

And it does, I pull away
I know it well, this old
the flow, minding the sway
Catching green all the way

And they are, outside St. Lukes
their flowers and balloons
All amazement at the
In her

As Amsterdam us a place
I ask about her
We all when he says Hope
And she Grace

And then it starts, the heavens
I it well, this old ballet
Finding the flow, the sway
green lights all the way
I brought them home, I brought them
I brought home in that sweet, sweet rain
I brought them home in the sweet, rain