🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Waiting In The Weeds - The Eagles

 Waiting In The  -Eagles
 
 It's  on the end of August.
 Another  promise almost gone.
 And thought I heard some wise men say that every dog will  his day,
 He never mentioned that these dog days get so 
 
 I don't know when  realized the dream was over.
  there was no particular hour, no given day.
 You know it didn't go down in 
 There  no final scene, no frozen frame,
 I just watched it slowly fade 
 
 And I've been waiting in the 
 Waiting  my time to come around again.
 And hope is  on the breeze,
 Carrying  soul high up above the ground.
 And I've been  to myself,
 Knowing that the seasons are slowly 
 Even know  with somebody else,
 He'll never love you  I do.
 
 I've been biding time with  crows and sparrows,
 While peacocks prance and  up on the stage.
 If finding love is just  dance, proximity and chance,
 You will excuse  if I skip the masquerade.
 
 And I've been waiting in the 
  for the dust to settle down.
 Along the back roads, running through the 
 Lying on the outskirts of  lonesome town.
 And  imagine sunlight in your hair, you're at the county fair,
 You're holding hands  laughing,
 And now the Ferris Wheel  stopped,
 You're swinging on the  suspended there with him,
  he's the darling of the chic, playboy of the week,
 The flavor of the week is melting down your pretty summer dress, baby  a mess you're making.
 
 I've been stumbling  some dark places,
 And  following the cloud.
 I know I've  out of your good graces
  all right now.
 
  I've been waiting in the weeds,
 Waiting  the summer rain to fall.
  the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
 Answering the calling of 
 Tide's Eternal tune, the  of the moon,
 The chambers of  heart, the egg and dart.
 A small gray spider  in the dark,
 In spite of all the times the web is  apart.
 
 And I've  waiting in the weeds,
 Waiting for  time to come around again.
 And hope  floating on the breeze,
 Carrying my soul high  above the ground.
 And I've been keeping  myself,
  that the seasons are slowly changing.
 Even know you're  somebody else,
 He'll never love  like I do.