Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She in and out of her dull imagination
That floats around the of her tomb
her little treasures
That a happy moment
Displayed with sad affection in her

But this life is a
And it to hear the children laughing
they live their pretty little dreams
And all the while
Is a tearful smile
Nothings really it seems

Nothings really it seems
really what it seems

Like a little fool
You were at the alter
In the tides by the
As burn

against the mirror
Playing all your film stars
Ready for the
That would never, turn

Push the curtain
Of your tiny garret
And glare out on the narrow little

You were in your wedding
expectations more or less
Playing with your dolls any ordinary
girl

Candle
bright
Won't you light my way
light
Candle
Won't you my way tonight

Now it's the futile bitter
That you in the middle
You were never really given a

And the spite that jabs mind
a heart thats really warm and kind
And the that races with
other inquisitive glance

You were always the
And set you up a childhood
To be just cuddly toy

And the in the street
When the corner gossips meet
The woman on the floor
He was such a boy

The woman on the floor
He was a happy boy
The on the fourth floor
He was a happy boy
The woman on the floor
He was such a boy

light
Candle
Won't you my way tonight
light
Candle
Won't you my way tonight
Candle
Candle
Won't you light my way