Luyện nghe bài hát Getting Old

When we younger
was under careful lock and key
Now open
and pourin' out all over me

Oh, what a shame our days, you explained
I thought you had meant they were
Not 'till the night I turned 25
I saw I had it all wrong

I was tired
Of all my hours pass
someday soon or somewhere
Everything last

Oh, a shame when I look at your frame
I know someday it will be
Not the thought is that close 'cause it's not
But I guess just creepin' up

Oh and it's not bad
It's all this we've had
that could be became mystery
We'll know instead

Oh, we're not too far
It hasn't been that
Oh and our empty is getting filled up
So we'll have to dread getting old

Oh but not that bad
It's all this we've had
The that could be became mystery
never know instead

Oh, not too far gone
It hasn't been long
Oh and our is getting filled up
So never have to dread getting old
Getting old, getting old, old