Luyện nghe bài hát Wasted Words

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

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

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

I will not leave whishing I had done differently

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

A in my own home
Holding on, no to go

All the wasted I said
In all the that I left
The act of our precious play
Must not close with (regret)
All the wasted

days the line between peace
And seems more like blur
But I know with
I can't leave wishing, I leave
I can't leave wishing I'd done things