Luyện nghe bài hát Giants

As autumn trees part their leaves-
And scatter through wind-
You're leaving with the remnants of the feeling I believed had
meaning beyond passing temptation.
That was the time we began writing for reading.
That was the evening that surpassed our speaking.
This is we leave, when we shut the doors for good.
When we nod our heads and say "this is the real of goodbye."
I say anyway?
Why is there I can do-
To change the
There's no change in I have to say.
After all isn't this what you here for?
The way waves will ride for miles out beyond the laying shore-
And could be hiding solemnly against the ocean floor.
What'd I say
Why is nothing I can do-
To change the
There's no in anything I have to say.
To change the
There's no change in anything I to say.
Well I'm sorry but I ain't back to you no more.
I'm sorry but I ain't coming back to you no more.