Luyện nghe bài hát When I Dream Of Michelangelo

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

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

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

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

Saturn on a line, the sun of strings and wires
Spin my head and make it right
Anytime you'd you can catch a sight
Of eyes 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 out his hand
We are never quite as close as we are led to

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

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

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