Luyện nghe bài hát The Days Of Being Young And Free

Listen to my heart as it beats for you and it's you the things that
I never could. And it's it down on the line for you.

And the years are up, I can see it on your face. And the days of
Being young and free are left there the memories that blow in the
Wind.

And I can it coming when the Monday morning blues, they last all
Through the week, I it on Sunday too.

And I can feeling it when my knees feel weak and I can not speak the
Truth.

The days of being, the days of being free. They're etched upon my in
Every light that you see. The stories I could tell, the lies are as
Well.
What I wouldn't to live it all again.

The years are passing, every single day. Where did go? Did you take
Them all away? Now I'm and brave.

And the children, they all left. They their family nest. And now we're
All alone and the house don't feel home anymore, anymore.

Then I can feel it when the Monday morning blues, they last all
the week, I feel it on Sunday too.

And I can feeling it coming when my feel weak and I can not speak the
Truth.

The of being, the days of being free. They're etched upon my face in
Every light that you see. The I could tell, the lies are told as
Well.
What I wouldn't give to it all again.

And in my baby's I lived it all again, the fear, the surprise,
Everything.

In my baby's eyes I lived it all and I wouldn't change anything.

And in my baby's eyes I lived it all and I wouldn't change anything.