Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting In The Weeds

Waiting In The -Eagles

coming on the end of August.
Another promise almost gone.
And thought I heard wise men say that every dog will have his day,
He never mentioned that these dog get so long.

I don't know I realized the dream was over.
Well, was no particular hour, no given day.
You know it didn't go in flames,
There was no scene, no frozen frame,
I just it slowly fade away.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for my to come around again.
And hope is on the breeze,
Carrying my soul up above the ground.
And I've been to myself,
that the seasons are slowly changing.
Even you're with somebody else,
He'll never love you I do.

I've been time with the crows and sparrows,
While peacocks prance and up on the stage.
If love is just a dance, proximity and chance,
You excuse me if I skip the masquerade.

And I've waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the to settle down.
Along the back roads, through the fields,
Lying on the of this lonesome town.
And I imagine sunlight in hair, you're at the county fair,
holding hands and laughing,
And now the Ferris has stopped,
You're on the top, suspended there with him,
And the darling of the chic, playboy of the week,
The flavor of the week is melting down your pretty summer dress, baby a mess you're making.

been stumbling though some dark places,
And I'm the cloud.
I know fallen out of your good graces
all right now.

And I've waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer to fall.
the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the of the
Eternal tune, the phases of the moon,
The of the heart, the egg and dart.
A small gray spinning in the dark,
In of all the times the web is torn apart.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for my time to come around again.
And hope is on the breeze,
my soul high up above the ground.
And I've been to myself,
Knowing that the are slowly changing.
Even know you're somebody else,
He'll never love you I do.