Luyện nghe bài hát Wasted Words

There are days when seems never-ending
the countless roads upon which I've driven
The price of attachment in of dreams
That I so often can't seem to
Yet there are days when beauty be contained
It crawls out from under ordinary things

A foreigner, no to go
on, making the most
Of what little I have

All the wasted I said
In all the that I left
The last act of our play
Must not with regret

I not leave whishing I had done things differently

The moments I treasure are delsom the
I planned for
And if I where pain hid I might still let it go
So when the audience has run the latest drift
It will be my time to face the life that I set

A in my own home
on, no place to go

All the words I said
In all the cities that I
The last act of our play
Must not close with (regret)
All the words

Some days the between peace
And seems more like blur
But I with certainty
I can't wishing, I cannot leave
I can't leave I'd done things differently