Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You Calling From?

Here beats the heart of my rancor
The of life dulls my nerve
I no drum for anything anymore
Might have than I deserve

The age of being amused
Has turned the modern life and times of being confused
And I feel it too when I'm alone in my room waiting for that to blink
The little song I miss, a ghost that's singing

I saw somebody a turnstile at the station
He barely made the doors, took a seat to a stranger
I saw her eyes as she brushed his passing in the aisle
And I heard, "Where are you calling tonight?"

I don't it that I feel it
To disappear in loud
A few new fill the spaces with a river of names
And all the just filter out

This work can occupy my
But it won't convince my body that I've satisfied
And I'm most and I'm most like myself in my dreams
Your eyes connect the me
With a that's singing

I saw somebody a turnstile at the station
Barely made the doors, took a seat next to a
I saw her eyes as she brushed his body passing in the
And I said, "Where are you calling from
are you calling from tonight? Where are you calling from tonight?
When are we home?"

we coming home?
When we coming
When we home?

Saw somebody jump a at the station
Barely made the doors, a seat next to a stranger
Saw her eyes, she brushed his body in the aisle