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 ceiling and they're fluttering their
okay, I'm angry but you'll never understand
When you of Michelangelo they hang above your hands

And I know she is not my
And I know there she goes
Walking on my skin

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

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

Saturn on a line, the sun afire of and wires
Spin above my head and make it
you'd like you can catch 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 close as he 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 she goes
Walking on my again and again

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