Luyện nghe bài hát Sketches

Late in the summer the cottonwood dies
The fields are on fire green bottleflies
And I'm still seeing reflections of me in your
And, why did you leave summer?

Now the seasons are changing summer to fall
And I've still got picture hung on my wall
And there's so much and too much recalled
And, why did you leave at

Standing you mid-winter day
beating close together
Wishing that we'd found to make
moment last forever

Standing silent, laughing, breathing
Gazing down into a stream
I saw the face of a
I saw the face of a