Luyện nghe bài hát Your Wild Years

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

I and turn at four in the morning
of where our future's going
'Cause the kind of girl that deserves the world
I'm just the kind of guy that promises the
So I fix a drink and strong in the kitchen
Something quick cure my conscience
Creep back to bed and I your forehead
Maybe everything is fine and it's all in my

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

We up to Massachusetts together
Your old house was just like you
We stayed in adolescent room
Rummaged through the labeled "former you"
The souvenirs of in the moment
Your wild years that you often
The of time in an hourglass
That always begging for back
I got drunk in the afternoon with father in the living room
As the broke the silence
You smiled, know I was trying the best that I can do

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