Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

You know I like you but you wanna be my friend
There are on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings
It's okay, I'm angry but you'll never
When you dream of Michelangelo they hang above hands

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

And I can't see why you wanna to me
When vision of America is crystal and clean
I wanna white bread life just something and plain
But from the walls of Michelangelo I'm again

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

And I dream of Michelangelo I'm lying in my bed
I see God the ceiling, I see angels overhead
And he seems so close as he reaches out his
We are quite as close as we are led to understand

And I know she is not my
And I know there she goes
Walking, walking,

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

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