Luyện nghe bài hát Minneapolis

I've been for you to come back since you left Minneapolis
Snow the street lamps and the windowsills
The and the brittle crooked trees
Dead leaves of December thin skinned and
gotten used to this bitter winter

I've been wasted, and sad since you left Minneapolis
I wish my thoughts were pure the driven snow
Like the Heavens and the virgin buds
But strangle me with their sin fill me up with poison
Black have covered up the sun again

I can always it back to that night in Minneapolis
Here on the seventh floor in a room I call mine
Deadbolt on the door, do not disturb
and trembling on the clean white linen
Slivers of starlight the ceiling

A dozen yellow roses all that's left in
I I'd never seen your face or heard your voice
You're a bad pain in my gut I spit you out
Open up this wound again let my blood flow red and
Into the glistening, into the
the melting snow of Minneapolis