Luyện nghe bài hát The Letter

By dean

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

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

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

Freckles still you. she always 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 but they're green and full of worms.
Guess sit tight and wait until the cider turns.

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

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