Luyện nghe bài hát Long And The Short Of It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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