Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

You know I don't like you but you 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 know she is not my
And I know 'cause 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 life just ignorant and plain
But the walls of Michelangelo I'm dangling again

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

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

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

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

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

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