Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the first
On the floor

On the floor there's a young girl reeling
Her body's numb and feeling
As illusions dance on the ceiling
Now falling, now she's kneeling

It's almost like she's in prayer
A savior she's about to
She screams for help, but no there
On the floor

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

She telephones her friend
The one on she can depend
But the rings on without an end
Then rings no on the first floor

a party on the second floor
And the picture window you can see them all
They're laughing and they're
the Renoir that's hanging on the wall

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

Then suddenly she's 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 stops just before she picks it up

My family was very
So I hard to be secure
I one I had to wed
And not the one I loved

I was young my blood ran wild
But we married for the child
Now three flights up, I'm all
My wife is dead, my child is

My leads a wayward life
She's been a failure as a
And though she lives just one floor
She never or comes around

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

And ask yourself if it must be this way
Should and doors and plaster ceilings
Separate us from others' feelings?