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

 Going back to a  age,
 so full of confusion  rage,
 Daddy says, "Boys, your  gone."
 There's a hand  your shoulder as you're throwing dirt,
 someone says, "Time heals the 
  man, you got to keep on keepin' on,"
 but all you want is Mama's 
 
 You ride  home in a limosine,
 the  car that you've ever seen,
 your brother can not look you in  eye.
  strikes, thunder roars,
 an early winter in that heart  yours,
 but you swear you  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 your room  lock the door.
 And there  are in your Sunday best,
 the way your Mama would  had you dressed
 and you realize  doesn't matter anymore
 'cause all  want is Mama's arms.
 
 
 'Round and 'round  'round it goes.
 The seasons change the young boy 
 to understand it's all part of some 
 You  to wonder what it's all about.
 Now those are questions you can do 
 You laugh them off and  the best you can
  all you want is Mama's arms.
 All you want is Mama's