Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the floor
On the first

On the first floor there's a young reeling
Her body's and without feeling
As illusions on the midnight ceiling
Now she's falling, now kneeling

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

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

She telephones her friend
The one on whom she can
But the phone on without an end
rings no more on the first floor

There's a party on the second
And through the picture window you can see all
They're laughing and dancing
Admiring the Renoir hanging on the wall

But in the master 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 left to
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 into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
But the telephone stops ringing just before she it up

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

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

My leads a wayward life
She's been a as a wife
And though she just one floor down
She never calls or comes

Step off the platform and the train
Look out your and into the rain
Watch all the buildings that as you ride
And count all the that go on inside

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