Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the first
On the floor

On the floor there's a young girl reeling
Her body's numb and without
As illusions dance on the midnight
Now falling, now she's kneeling

It's almost like she's in prayer
A savior she's about to
She screams for help, but no there
On the first

On the first floor walk the halls
But can hear her desperate calls
There is no sound beyond the
So to the she crawls

She telephones her friend
The one on whom she can
But the rings on without an end
Then rings no more on the floor

There's a party on the second
And the picture window you can see them all
They're laughing and dancing
the Renoir that's hanging on the wall

But in the bedroom where the coats are piled high
A silent, saddened lady thinks of it's like to die
And as she dwells on all the years she has left to face
She wonders how she'll find someone to take his place

Then suddenly she's jarred by the of the phone
Oh, why do you ring now, when I want to be alone?
So she into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
But the telephone stops just before she picks it up

My was very poor
So I worked to be secure
I one I had to wed
And not the one I instead

I was young my blood ran wild
But we married for the child
Now flights up, I'm all alone
My wife is dead, my is grown

My daughter leads a wayward
She's been a failure as a
And she lives just one floor down
She calls or comes around

off the platform and onto the train
Look out your and into the rain
Watch all the buildings pass as you ride
And all the stories that go on inside

And ask yourself if it must be this way
Should walls and doors and plaster
us from each others' feelings?