Luyện nghe bài hát Twelve Thirty (Young Girls Are Coming)

I to live in New York City
Everything there was dark and
Outside my window was a
With a clock that always twelve thirty

Young girls are coming to the
And in the mornings I can see them
I can no longer my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from

At first so strange to feel so
To say good morning and mean it
To feel changes happening in me
But not to notice I feel it

Young are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings I can see them
I can no longer keep my blinds
And I can't keep myself from

Cloudy cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there
bounce in no direction
And lie there shattered into

Young girls are to the canyon
(Young are in the canyon)
And in the mornings I can see them
(In the mornings I can see walking)
I can no keep my blinds drawn
(Can no keep my blinds drawn)
And I keep myself from talking