Luyện nghe bài hát Train Of Thought

He to have the morning paper, crossword solved
Words go up, words come down, forwards backwards twisted
He grabs a pile of letters a small suitcase
Disappears into an office it's working day

And his thoughts are full of
Corridors of lights
And his mind once full of
Now there's that meets the eye
Oh a stranger's face he'll carries him

He likes a bit of reading on the subway
A distant radio whistling tunes nobody knows
At a house awaits him, he unlocks the door
Thinking once there was a sea but there never was a door

And his are full of strangers
And his eyes to to see
And nothing he knows of
And where he's been
Was ever quite like this,

And his thoughts are of strangers
Corridors of naked
And his mind once full of
Now there's more meets the eye
Oh a face he'll carries with him

And at heart he's full of
Dodging on his train of
of thought