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 nostalgia for things
That were maybe never

The where innocence
Was bullied and
The where desire's
fluids bled

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

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

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

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

But now the leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first 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 and point our finger at those, those, those, those
Who made us and made us old
Who touched our 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 leaves are turning to the color of
I'm getting jealous for youth's first for lust
I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna
But I ain't a big enough man to anything than think

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