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

 Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody 
 We've all felt the flame and she'd those  tears
 Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still  years
 Hey brother  all learning to love again
 
 'Cause that was the real  running through the fields of gold wide open
 Standing in places  picture contains
 That was the real you, windows  we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the  to song we can't name
 That  the real
 You saying, "Maybe I'm not  young to be a cowboy".
  brother, we're all learning to love again
 Hey brother,  all learning to love again
 
 Making up your bed that day  a foreign floor between foreign walls
 Thinking 'bout  words you'd say to a phone that never calls
 Feel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams,  all those
 Dreams
 Hey brother, we're  learning to love again
 
  that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
  in places no picture contains
 That was  real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the radio to song we  name
 That was the real you saying, "Maybe I'm  to young too be a cowboy".
 Hey brother,  all learning to love again
 
 I  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  real you standing there in the shape of your body
 Fear don' know no  when we're all the same
 That was the real you looking back across  water
 Tears  like rain, drops rippling against the shame
 That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking  a barrel
 Hey  we're all learning to love again
 Hey brother, we're all learning to  again
 Hey brother, we're all learning  love again