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

 Going back  a tender age,
 so  of confusion and rage,
 Daddy  "Boys, your Mama's gone."
  a hand on your shoulder as you're throwing dirt,
  says, "Time heals the hurt.
 Little man, you got to keep on  on,"
 but  you want is Mama's arms.
 
 You ride back  in a limosine,
 the saddest car that you've ever 
 your brother can not  you in the eye.
  strikes, thunder roars,
 an early winter in that heart of 
  you swear you won't let them see you cry
  all you want is Mama's arms.
 
 
 The neighbors come and  you pies,
 endless words  futile sighs,
 and you run up to  room and lock the door.
 And there you are in your  best,
  way your Mama would have had you dressed
  you realize it doesn't matter anymore
 'cause  you want is Mama's arms.
 
 
 'Round and 'round and 'round  goes.
 The seasons change the young boy 
 to understand  all part of some plan.
 You used  wonder what it's all about.
 Now those  questions you can do without.
 You laugh them off and do the best you 
  all you want is Mama's arms.
  you want is Mama's arms.