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

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