Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

She writes him a letter to see how doing
She's stopped up for on a pen she keeps chewing
The light from the window flows her graying hair
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does

'cause in the long run the told
And in the long run the young very, very old

He sits in the park in the dark by his favourite
His mind is all lost in a of how things used to be
She carried him so far but had to let him go
He wanted one chance at least to let her know

in the long run the heat grows cold
And in the run the young grow very, very old

He doesn't do much now, just sits by the window
His hair is so and his unshaven face so white
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is outside
His eyes now see magic around him at most

'cause in the long run the told
And in the run the young grow very, very old

She walks in the morning, it's before seven
It's that time of day seems closest to heaven
She finds herself dancing and singing out loud
Songs from her childhood suddenly come

in the long run the farm gets sold
And in the long run the grow very, very old

He's ready to go now, he's with his living
He's gone where going, he gave what he's giving
The thousand and one times, he (said? ) dinner
The and two times, (their lives? ) growing thinner

'cause in the long run the story's
And in the long run the grow very, very old