Luyện nghe bài hát Your Wild Years

Long for the with hearts and wings
Something familiar when you everything
You rest your head against the pane
Feet on the dash the steady rain
I drove you home while you in the front seat
a show at the Stone Pony
Watch you awake so god damn
Over the Walt Whitman Bridge to Philly

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

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

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

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