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

 Your poker face ain't  nobody, nobody here
  all felt the flame and she'd those same tears
 Driving home to  one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
 Hey  we're all learning to love again
 
 'Cause that was the real  running through the fields of gold wide open
  in places no picture contains
 That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields 
 Sing  the radio to song we can't name
  was the real
 You saying, "Maybe I'm not too young  be a cowboy".
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 
 Making up your bed that day on a  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 all those dreams, and  those
 Dreams
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 
 'Cause that was the  you running through the fields of gold wide open
 Standing in places no  contains
 That was the  you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the radio to  we can't name
 That was the real you saying, "Maybe I'm not to young  be a cowboy".
 Hey brother, we're all learning to  again
 
  know you like I know my reflection
 Walking on the water 'cross an  of desire
 Everyone I know  looking for protection
 Trying to  your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
 
 'Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your 
 Fear don' know no  when we're all the same
 That was the real  looking back across the water
 Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against  shame
 That was the real you singing  looking down a barrel
 Hey brother, we're all learning  love again
 Hey  we're all learning to love again
 Hey brother, we're all  to love again