Luyện nghe bài hát Footprints

It's outside
An old hand wood
Can he see me sitting
His mind is somewhere

His friend have flown
He's left out in the
He won't sit by my
He says he likes it in the

Where footprints go
He it in the snow

getting dark outside
The old going home
Has he waiting there?
Is he living on his

Where footprints go
He likes it in the

blanket, hiding the traces
Of tears she see
Oh, blanket covers the memory
Of all that used to be, all that to be

But his heart keeps
In the old way
He can't feeling that
She come back someday

beautiful outside
A magpie for food
The old throws a crumb
Do you think he's found a

footprints never go
He likes it in the

White blanket, the traces
Of paths he take
Oh white covers the memory
Of he didn't make [Incomprehensible]

Oh white blanket, the traces
Of tears he see
white blanket simply covers the memory
Of all that to be

But his keeps aching
In the old way
He can't help that
She might back someday