Luyện nghe bài hát Which Side Of The Glass

In a second window framed in lace
There she is sittin' staring into space
back to better days, and dealin' with the pain
Some folks think it's teardrops, me, I it's rain

And there it is, the hard truth
So to see the living proof
Where do you stand? What's point of view?
I guess it all depends on which of the glass you're lookin' through

Beneath a neon chandelier, he on polished oak
And one more whiskey, lights another smoke
He shivers at the and trembles as he stirs
folks think it's him, but me, I think it's her

And there it is, the cold truth
So plain to see the living
Where do you stand? your point of view?
I guess it all depends on which of the glass you're lookin' through

I turn towards the mirror, it's to face the facts
Lookin' for the reason you're not ever comin'

And there it is, the hard truth
So to see the living proof
Where do you stand? What's point of view?
Well, I guess it all depends on which side of the glass you're lookin'
I guess it all depends on side of the glass you're lookin' through