Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous of Youth

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

The town innocence
Was bullied and
The where desire's
First fluids

But now the autumn are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first yearnings for
I live, I wanna live
But I a big enough man to anything other than think

There's a girl I to know
Who I think still lives here
Up there, on top of council tower

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

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

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

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

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

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

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