Luyện nghe bài hát Impossible Things #2

So there was this boy and girl
And they'd met
They'd never spoken to each
Or seen each other
But one day the wrote a letter to the boy

The boy was in bed one morning
the letter arrived
He heard the postman, and he hoped it be
One of the songs he'd off somewhere

Coming back some good news
All that turned up,
Was a from his friend from school
Who'd gone off to in Dundee

But the letter had another letter it
In another
And was the letter from the girl

And they began to write to each a lot
The boy and the
And for a time
One of them get a letter every day

They about everything
About and about the world
And wrote their own world
And they lit the whole up

And after a while, they began to up in the world
Where other people live, quite
And only about a year
And they would around just watching things
at stuff that happened

They talk too much
already said
Most of what had to say in letters
And were shy
And at the end of those days

They would go back to their own cities
And write about how good day had been
And say some of the things they hadn't at the time
And light the thing up

And then began to happen to them
Their separate in their separate cities
But although they a little less often
They still just as long, about their lives

And how the world was into their world
And they kept going they realized
They'd been writing for years
And because they had once written themselves a

On which to dream themselves
They decided to celebrate
They'd have one of their rare days
And for it would go to a beach

And in his letter before they went the boy wrote
"It'll be and if you want
You can my bony hand along the shore"

And so went
And they talk a little bit more by then
They could okay
And they some money
In the at one beach

And at another they built a town
Out of sand and
And the drew out a puzzle on the wet sand
A puzzle been trying to solve
In a dream the night

And walked out
And stood on the edge of the sea there for a
And they turned around to walk back to the road
The boy said, "Do you want to my hand?"
And the said, "Take it where?"

And he afterwards
Thought he have said
"Everywhere"
He only mumbled

"My hand's cold," the girl said as he took it
And as they up the beach the boy said
"We only have to do this until we the dry sand
we can stop"

And for a bit walked in silence
And although in more than a thousand
had talked of the stars and of rivers and of love
And a hundred dreams

All they think of to talk about
Was a tree in a on the other side of the road
How it was and how out of place it looked

And when they to the dry sand
They let go of each other's hand
just walked on up the beach
Still talking about the

And stepped over the fence
And onto the pavement, quiet again
And as walked along the pavement
They to a pole
And one on either side
And they let go of hands