Luyện nghe bài hát Long And The Short Of It

Well it's taken me time to become a decent man,
a castle I've been building all my life.
Each little stone, it stands for
and I've placed them with hands,
one by one, the pieces fit just right.

Well these walls, they grew and they grew stronger around her.
Her became embedded in the stone.
With her came everything had been missing,
each flower to the throne.
Now the resembled the makings of a kingdom.

I've grown bolder, true, richer in the soil.
You me a better person and I must know.

Would you let me be your everything, be young grown old?
I'd put you in a house a front porch, a place for a family to grow.
Could you be the first thing I see in the morning,
be the sun through the window?
Well, the and the short of it was no.

vases lie in boxes next to neatly folded gowns.
All the colors that brought beauty now are stains.
I look to the stones for and I'm inspecting each and all,
to what's missing, or out of place.
There are times that I dwell, feel like I'm a pile of rocks.
At times I refuse to the way you taste.
Now I look for a dawn I can lower my drawbridge down,
invite back the world, rid of embrace.

We both bolder, more true, and richer in the soil.
You've me a better person. I had to know.

Would you let me be your everything, be lovers grown old?
I'd put you in a house with a porch, a place for a family to grow.
Could you be the first thing I see in the morning,
be the sun shining the window.
Well, the long and the of it was no.