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

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