Luyện nghe bài hát This Is

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