Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous of Youth

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

The where innocence
Was and flared
The where desire's
First bled

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

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

I was once her man at the midnight
When I was as as a dog
moonshine or fog

When our would entwine
Long and slow, when we
We'd let each other go, oh, no?

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

Yet it's how as we grow old
We and point our finger at those, those, those, those
Who us scared and made us old
Who touched our bodies and bruised our

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

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

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