Luyện nghe bài hát Long And The Short Of It

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

Well these walls, they taller and they grew stronger around her.
Her tapestries embedded in the stone.
With her came that 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 make me a better and I must know.

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

Empty vases lie in boxes next to 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 that I dwell, feel like I'm just a pile of rocks.
At times I refuse to the way you taste.
Now I look for a dawn when I can my drawbridge down,
back the world, rid of your 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 young lovers old?
I'd put you in a house a front porch, a place for a family to grow.
Could you be the first that I see in the morning,
be the sun through the window.
Well, the and the short of it was no.