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 you'll never
When you dream of Michelangelo they above your hands

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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