Luyện nghe bài hát The Letter

By dean

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

Sunday we woke up and we drove out to tice's farms,
Gorging ourselves on all the cider and we could fit under both our arms.
Picking out penny candy in the store,
Till we collapsed on the with our bellies 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? tell me, have you really
The peace and calm all been looking for?

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

Everyone sends their love; still don't really believe you're gone.
jealous of this crazy odyssey that you're on.
Hoping this finds you and healthy and sane.
I that your strength will ease you through the growing pains.

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