Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

You I don't like you but you wanna be my friend
are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings
It's okay, I'm angry but you'll understand
you dream of Michelangelo they hang above your hands

And I she is not my friend
And I 'cause there she goes
Walking on my again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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