Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad goodbye
Yesterday's I remember
It's the street, week kneed partings I recall
the mistier mists the hazier days
The brighter sun and the easier
There's all the more reason for laughing and
When you're younger and life isn't to at all

It's the fantastic
Of the afternoon
That bored you to rages of
The pleadings
To waste all your good
In of your middle-aged years
It's the vertical hold all the things that told
For the everyday it all turns to zero
And there's all the more
For or dying when you're young
And your troubles are all very

Out here on the street we'd and meet
And scuff up the
endlessly restless feet
Half on the time we'd our minds
More in the hall
Than we did in the school
With the down town chewing gum
Watching the night life the and the fun

wanted to be the boy next door
Always thought I'd be more
But it ain't for a small town boy
It ain't at all
Thinkin' it right and it wrong
It's from an arm chair
Waves of wash over my sleepiness
Have my eggs poached for breakfast I

I think I'll be Eastwood
Jimi he was good
Let's try William the
Now who do I like