Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous of Youth

It's funny how as we old
We cling to the as we cling to the air
And feel for things
That were maybe never

The town where
Was and flared
The house where
First fluids

But now the autumn leaves are turning to the of rust
I'm getting for youth's first yearnings for lust
I wanna live, I live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything than think

There's a girl I used to
Who I still lives 'round here
Up there, on top of that council

I was once her man at the hour
When I was as as a dog
Come or fog

When our would entwine
Long and slow, we thought
We'd never let other go, oh, no?

But now the autumn leaves are turning to the color of
I'm getting jealous for youth's yearnings for lust
I live, I wanna live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything than think

Yet funny how as we grow old
We curse and point our at those, those, those, those
Who made us and made us old
Who touched our bodies and bruised our

Who have us scared and made us old
It was those, God, it was
Who made us scared and us old

The autumn are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first for lust
I wanna live, I wanna live, I live, I wanna live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other think

I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna live, I live
I live, I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna live
But I ain't a big enough man to other than think