Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

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

And I know she is not my
And I know 'cause there she
on my skin again

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

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

Saturn on a line, the sun of strings and wires
Spin above my and make it right
Anytime you'd like you can catch a
Of angel on emptiness and infinite

And I dream of when I'm lying in my bed
I see God upon the ceiling, I see overhead
And he seems so as he reaches out his hand
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 know she is not my
And I know 'cause there she
Walking on my skin again and

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