Luyện nghe bài hát Your Wild Years

Long for the words hearts and wings
Something familiar when you miss
You rest head against the window pane
Feet on the through the steady rain
I drove you home while you in the front seat
After a at the Stone Pony
Watch you awake so god sweetly
Over the Walt Whitman Bridge to Philly

I toss and turn at in the morning
of where our future's going
'Cause you're the kind of girl that the world
I'm just the kind of guy that promises the
So I fix a drink nice and in the kitchen
quick that'll cure my conscience
Creep back to bed and I your forehead
Maybe everything is and it's all in my head

A little Irish in your
A little in your name
A little in your attitude
Just the way you raised
A little Irish in your
A Polish in your name
A little Boston in attitude
Just the way you raised
the way you were raised
Just the way you were
Just the way you were
Just the way you raised

We up to Massachusetts together
Your old house was just like you
We stayed in your adolescent
Rummaged the boxes labeled "former you"
The souvenirs of in the moment
Your wild that you often mention
The sands of in an hourglass
That you're always for back
I got drunk in the with your father in the living room
As the television the silence
You smiled, know that I was trying the best I can do

A little Irish in your
A little in your name
A little in your attitude
the way you were raised
A little Irish in your
A little Polish in your
A little Boston in attitude
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised
Just the way you were
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised