Luyện nghe bài hát November

my door
Close my
Press my fingers to the
Why does November its heels when October never seems to last?

The television tells us can make a mute man speak or
make a closed man walk
But time sheds its light on all that I to hide

I get off the train I stumble the Square
I for the poems at my feet
You and I home
And there we and moan
'bout all the perfect lovers that we never seem to
You'd better let love you instead of pushing us all away
Until time rolls over all that you wanted to say

I you are hurting
I see you tied up in knots there
But these are the days we are
They are we must live them I swear
could be the last warm day in a cold and ugly November
When all over, what are you going to remember?

Hey old one up
the snow where are the lighted windows of our passing age?
You you never told us of the bitter cold
Trying to find the heart inside well-built cage
Still i you
I not have it any other way
I can say it only once more, I you