Luyện nghe bài hát The Waiting Room

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

was a man with little movement
I knew Id seen him before
The people with the children were to death
And would no more

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

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

And some were getting very
were filling up the days
I was that the girl
With the curl be safe

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

Just want to have the of a saint
Who at the gate
Please be late

The floors are in
The walls are getting
The is moving slow
My breathing comes and

The is getting small
The sin is tall
We for the day
We for the day

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

Just want to have the of a saint
Who waits at the
Please be late

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

There was a man little substance
I know Id him here indeed
The people with the spoke so soft
To their need

And are getting hopeless
Some are up the days
I am hoping on a promise, on a
And so I