🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Mama's Arms - Ronan Keating

 Going back to a tender 
 so  of confusion and rage,
 Daddy  "Boys, your Mama's gone."
 There's a hand on your  as you're throwing dirt,
 someone says, "Time heals the 
 Little man,  got to keep on keepin' on,"
 but all you want  Mama's arms.
 
 You ride back home in a 
 the saddest car that  ever seen,
 your brother can  look you in the eye.
  strikes, thunder roars,
 an early  in that heart of yours,
 but you swear  won't let them see you cry
 'cause  you want is Mama's arms.
 
 
  neighbors come and bring you pies,
  words and futile sighs,
 and you run up to your  and lock the door.
 And there you are in  Sunday best,
 the way your Mama  have had you dressed
 and you realize  doesn't matter anymore
 'cause all you want is  arms.
 
 
 'Round  'round and 'round it goes.
 The seasons change the young boy 
 to understand it's all part of some 
  used to wonder what it's all about.
 Now those are questions you can do 
 You  them off and do the best you can
 but all you want  Mama's arms.
 All  want is Mama's arms.