Luyện nghe bài hát Young Love

On cold November days, don't to stray in the park
Or even leave my bed, or put down my
Or leave my master bedroom, it's view
the mountains

On December days, I think of all my friends
from Washington to Maine, New York to
And how we've all grown closer, years
Or how we've apart

Icicles fall from my roof, burning stove pires of
Will we again, and grow (?)
Or apart (?)

On January days, I walk the town
Once or twice a day, some peace out here found
My clothes are wet with and mountain mist
Oh how I love the

When February days, I've gone year
Chasing perfect poems and trying in your ear
But I'm losing the will to chase anymore
those lonesome oceans

Running deer stops at a fence, sniffing at the in absence (?)
Will we meet and grow (?)
or grow (?)

Old lonesome habit, my home
try to wake me, I'll sleep here alone
I'll shut out my friends, off the phone
Late at night, I hear the of young love

I walk downtown, saw her
There on the corner, laughing with
The mountain air, against her pink skin
I on, aching with memories of young love

walk by, hand in hand
And on the porch, sits an old man
His back is tight, splintered
And plain in his eyes, he the beauty of young love