Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Fare Of The Day

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

He helped her in, he the door
Our eyes met in the
To Englewood, take it slow
Was all he

Into the stream, we pulled
I know it well, old ballet
the flow, minding the sway
Catching lights all the way

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

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

the stream, we pulled away
I it well, this old ballet
Finding the flow, minding the
green lights all the way
I brought home, I brought them home
I brought them home in cruel, cruel rain

And now its spring, and wheres the
All the wells are dry
And the reservoir has
An low

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

And turn it does, I pull
I it well, this old ballet
Finding the flow, the sway
Catching green all the way

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

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

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