Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You dreamin' on a park bench
About a broad highway
the music from the carillon
Seemed to your heart out there

Past the darkness
Past the that float
To an angel down
To wrap you in her warmest

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice command"
She says, "In time you will move
It will come your hands"

Still you angle for an
Still you argue for your
Like you know a burning bush
Till it blew up in face

We dream the future
We the past
When just a simple out
build a bridge that lasts

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your cannot command
In time you move mountains
And it will come through hands"

So whatever your find to do
You do with all your heart
There are enough to
Blow men's minds and tear great worlds

There's a touch to find you
Out on that highway somewhere
Gonna you as high as music
Running an angel's hair

And don't worry you are not doing
'Cause your voice command
And in time you move mountains
And it will through your hands
Through your hands, through hands