Luyện nghe bài hát Her Imagination

She slips in and out of her dull
That around the twilight of her tomb
Clutching her treasures
represent a happy moment
Displayed with sad in her room

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

Nothings really what it
Nothings what it seems

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

Pressed the mirror
Playing all your favourite film
Ready for the
would never, never turn

Push aside the
Of your tiny window
And out on the narrow little world

You were in wedding dress
Great expectations or less
Playing with your dolls like any
Little

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

Now the futile bitter feelings
That you in the middle
You never really given a chance

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

You were the outsider
And set you up a childhood
To be just another toy

And the whisper in the
When the street gossips meet
The on the fourth floor
He was such a boy

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

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