Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the floor
On the first

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

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

On the first people walk the halls
But none can hear her 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 first

a party on the second floor
And through the picture you can see them all
laughing and they're dancing
Admiring the that's hanging on the wall

But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled
A silent, saddened lady thinks of what like to die
And as she on all the years she still has left to face
She wonders how ever find someone to take his place

Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the
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 ringing just before she it up

My family was poor
So I worked hard to be
I one I had to wed
And not the one I loved

When I was young my blood ran
But we stayed married for the
Now three flights up, I'm all
My is dead, my child is grown

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

Step off the platform and onto the
out your window and into the rain
Watch all the buildings pass as you ride
And count all the stories that go on

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