Luyện nghe bài hát Recurring (II)

And you left.
I was sprawled out with palms full of
From clawing at the Detroit-made frame of a Ford Econoline
With the wind-screens just thin enough to through.
By now we how it goes-
Winter stays too long, we plans when it's gotten too cold.
But when the sun shines, this turns to gold.

I had dream again.
Where my eyes are shut and I'm trying to read.

Where we dance we cannot
Walk the fights had all been
Fought the day was
Nights like that, will never find me.
But will we ever find you
Will your letter ever reach my

I had dream again.
Where I shout name at the figure across the street and the traffic blares.
I that I could have done a better job to surround myself with all of the people who'd have done me well.
I'm just a little white man with the white lies I tell myself to repress who it felt.
Because it feels like my whole life I've waiting to go home.
So do I go?