🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Learning To Love Again - Mat Kearney

 Your poker face ain't fooling  nobody here
 We've all felt the flame and  those same tears
 Driving home to a one man hell, still counting  still counting years
 Hey brother  all learning to love again
 
 'Cause that was  real you running through the fields of gold wide open
 Standing in  no picture contains
 That was the real  windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the radio to  we can't name
 That was  real
 You saying, "Maybe I'm not  young to be a cowboy".
 Hey brother, we're  learning to love again
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 
 Making up your bed  day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
 Thinking 'bout the  you'd say to a phone that never calls
 Feel the weight of your father's ring and  those dreams, and all those
 Dreams
 Hey brother, we're all learning to  again
 
 'Cause that was  real you running through the fields of gold wide open
 Standing in places no picture 
 That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint  crying
 Sing with the radio  song we can't name
 That was the real you saying,  I'm not to young too be a cowboy".
 Hey  we're all learning to love again
 
 I know  like I know my reflection
 Walking on the water 'cross an ocean  desire
 Everyone I  is looking for protection
 Trying to pull  hometown 'cross a telephone wire
 
 'Cause  was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
 Fear don' know no love  we're all the same
  was the real you looking back across the water
 Tears falling  rain, drops rippling against the shame
 That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking  a barrel
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 Hey brother, we're  learning to love again
  brother, we're all learning to love again