Luyện nghe bài hát The Letter

By friedman

Autumn seems awful lonely here whenever we of you.
Last night the sky turned purple and we wanted to the view.
on the trees are turning and the woods are all ablaze
They smell of timber in the fireplace.

we woke up early and we drove out to tice's farms,
Gorging ourselves on all the and doughnuts we could fit under both our arms.
Picking out penny candy in the store,
Till we collapsed on the porch with our sore.

So it like to be on your own, a roaming vagabond, away from home,
In search of forgotten door?
Is it half as good as it sounds? me, have you really found
The peace and calm we've all been looking

still misses you. she always sleeps on the floor in your room.
Ruth says she smells, but you know it's just her unique perfume.
The tree in the back bore apples but green and full of worms.
Guess we'll sit tight and until the cider turns.

Everyone sends their love; they still really believe you're gone.
Everyone's jealous of crazy odyssey that you're on.
this finds you happy and healthy and sane.
I pray that your strength will ease you the growing pains.

So it like to be on your own, a roaming vagabond, away from home,
In search of some forgotten
Is it as good as it sounds? tell me, have you really found
The peace and calm we've all looking for?