Luyện nghe bài hát First Snow On Brooklyn

I flew in on the evening
Is it such a good that I am here again?
And I could cut my breath with a knife
And taste the of another life

A yellow cab from JFK, the way 'round
I mind, it gave me thinking time before I ran aground
On rocky and choking tears
I believe it only rained here these thirty years

Now, its the snow on Brooklyn
And my cold are drumming
You see me in the shadows
From your cozy window

And last night, who was in parlor
Wrapping presents in the hour?
To place your pillow
As the morning

The wind stings my face, pull collar up
I murder coffee in a grande cup
No welcome deli, no Starbucks here
A for a quick phone call could cost me dear

And the snow on Brooklyn
a Christmas card upon the pavement
The cab leaves a trace
And then its

And the snow my footprints
regrets and heavy heartbeats
When you wake never see the spot
I was standing on

I flew in on the evening
Is it such a good that I am here again?
And I cut my cold breath with a knife
And taste the of another life

Now, its the snow on Brooklyn
And my cold feet are
You dont see me in the
From cozy window frame

And last night, who was in your
Wrapping in the late hour?
To upon your pillow
As the came

Some things are forgotten
are better half-remembered
I just thought that I be there
On your, on Christmas night

And the first snow on
Makes a road to travel
Cold crunch steps that
As the blizzard