Luyện nghe bài hát This Is

These are the of a tired man,
is the old man's shroud,
These are the eyes of the crazed tiger...
Staring at the crowd,
This is the of a teenage mother,
This is the she bears,
This is the soul of her lover,
for the smiles she shared,
These are the of the punished pilgrim
And in his book of love,
Tou see his eyes,
You see no surprise...
Waiting for a lie true.
Everybody hits you with feeling
seems to understand
You stop, you look...
You're searching for the
Wasting life away
These are the dreams of a father
And in his lost days,
He a child...
He his eyes...
Waiting for the price he's
are the tears of a fallen idol,
And in his smile of love,
You see his eyes...
You see no surprise...
You see lights then realise
Here you
No one but you
No one but you
Nobody like you
You...
moves like you
But everybody you
Everybody you down
These are the feet of a pilgrim
And to the he prays
You see his
You see no
You just see lights you realise