Luyện nghe bài hát The Letters

You never to get
The that I sent.
But now you've got the
Of my letters meant.
You're reading again,
The ones you burn.
You press them to lips,
My of concern.
I said been a flood.
I said nothing left.
I that you would come.
I you my address.
Your was so long,
The was so intense,
It took you to cross
The of self-defense.
The forms appear:
The loss, the full
And kindness here,
The of strength.
You into my room.
You there at my desk,
Begin your to
The one coming next.