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

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