Luyện nghe bài hát Minneapolis

I've been waiting for you to come back since you Minneapolis
Snow the street lamps and the windowsills
The and the brittle crooked trees
Dead leaves of December thin skinned and
Never gotten used to this bitter

I've been wasted, angry and sad since you Minneapolis
I wish my thoughts pure like the driven snow
Like the Heavens and the spring's buds
But they me with their sin fill me up with poison
Black clouds have covered up the sun

I can always trace it back to that in Minneapolis
Here on the seventh in a room I can't call mine
Deadbolt on the door, do not disturb
Shaking and trembling on the clean white
of starlight across the ceiling

A dozen yellow roses all that's left in
I wish I'd seen your face or heard your voice
You're a bad pain in my gut I wanna you out
Open up this wound again let my blood red and thin
the glistening, into the whiteness
Into the melting of Minneapolis