Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She slips in and out of her imagination
That floats the twilight of her tomb
her little treasures
That a happy moment
with sad affection in her room

But this is a prison
And it to hear the children laughing
While they live their little dreams
And all the while
Is a bitter smile
Nothings really it seems

Nothings really what it
Nothings really what it

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

Pressed the mirror
all your favourite film stars
Ready for the
That never, never turn

aside the curtain
Of tiny garret window
And glare out on the little world

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

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

Now it's the bitter feelings
That you in the middle
You were really given a chance

And the spite that your mind
Hides a heart really warm and kind
And the pulse that with
Each other inquisitive

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

And the whisper in the
the street corner gossips meet
The woman on the floor
He was a happy boy

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

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