Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the first
On the first

On the first floor there's a young girl
Her body's numb and without
As illusions dance on the ceiling
Now she's falling, now she's

It's like she's bowed in prayer
A she's about to bear
She for help, but no one's there
On the first

On the first floor walk the halls
But none can hear her calls
is no sound beyond the walls
So to the she crawls

She her only friend
The one on whom she can
But the rings on without an end
Then rings no more on the first

There's a on the second floor
And through the window you can see them all
laughing and they're dancing
Admiring the Renoir hanging on the wall

But in the master bedroom where the coats are high
A silent, saddened lady thinks of it's like to die
And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to
She how she'll ever find someone to take his place

suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone
Oh, why do you ring now, when I want to be alone?
So she walks into the bathroom and drinks water from a cup
But the telephone ringing just before she picks it up

My family was very
So I worked to be secure
I one I had to wed
And not the one I instead

When I was young my ran wild
But we stayed married for the
Now three up, I'm all alone
My wife is dead, my is grown

My daughter leads a wayward
She's been a as a wife
And she lives just one floor down
She never calls or around

off the platform and onto the train
Look out window and into the rain
Watch all the buildings that pass as you
And all the stories that go on inside

And then ask if it must be this way
Should walls and doors and ceilings
us from each others' feelings?