Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

You I don't like you but you wanna be my friend
There are bodies on the and they're fluttering their wings
It's okay, I'm angry but never understand
When you of Michelangelo they hang above your hands

And I know she is not my
And I know there she goes
on my skin again

And I see why you wanna talk to me
When your of America is crystal and clean
I wanna white bread life just something ignorant and
But the walls of Michelangelo I'm dangling again

And I she is not my friend
And I know 'cause she goes
Walking on my skin and again

Saturn on a line, the sun afire of and wires
Spin above my and make it right
Anytime like you can catch a sight
Of angel eyes on emptiness and

And I of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed
I see God upon the ceiling, I see overhead
And he seems so close as he reaches out his
We are never quite as as we are led to understand

And I she is not my friend
And I 'cause there she goes
Walking, walking,

And I know she is not my
And I know there she goes
on my skin again and again

On my mind, oh, Lord, no
Yes, she's walking on my skin and again