Luyện nghe bài hát The Waiting Room

She was at the ceiling
I was at the floor
He was fixed in and wonder
Of what lied the door

There was a man with little
I Id seen him here before
The people with the children were sick to
And wait no more

The world, it be moving
Its been two years or
Have I stopped
I stopped believing?
me, I

He mustve for forever
I think they finally away
And I was thinking to
I should have plenty to say

And were getting very restless
were filling up the days
I was hoping that the
With the curl would be

The world, it be moving
Its been two thousand or
Have I stopped
Have I stopped
me, I

Just to have the patience of a saint
Who at the gate
Please dont be

The floors are in
The walls are thin
The clock is slow
My breathing comes and

The room is getting
The sin is growing
We for the day
We for the day

The world, it cant be
Its two thousand years or
I stopped breathing?
Have I stopped
me, I

Just want to have the patience of a
Who at the gate
dont be late

She was of good intentions
I was full all my greed
He was holding out his
As if to give, as if to

was a man with little substance
I know Id seen him indeed
The people with the spoke so soft
To confess their

And are getting hopeless
Some are filling up the
I am on a promise, on a gift
And so I