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

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