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

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