Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

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

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

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

'cause in the long run the 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 a part of the breeze that is blowing outside
His eyes now see magic him at most times

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

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

'cause in the long run the gets sold
And in the long run the young very, very old

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

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