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

  back to 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 heals  hurt.
 Little man, you got to  on keepin' on,"
 but all you want is Mama's 
 
 You ride back home in a 
 the saddest car that you've ever 
 your brother can not  you in the eye.
 Lightning strikes, thunder 
 an early winter in  heart of yours,
 but you swear you  let them see you cry
 'cause all you want is  arms.
 
 
 The neighbors come and bring you 
  words and futile sighs,
 and you run up to your  and lock the door.
 And there  are in your Sunday best,
 the way  Mama would have had you dressed
 and you realize  doesn't matter anymore
 'cause all you want is  arms.
 
 
 'Round and 'round and 'round  goes.
 The  change the young boy grows
 to understand it's all  of some plan.
 You used  wonder what it's all about.
 Now those are questions you  do without.
 You laugh them off and do the best  can
 but all you  is Mama's arms.
 All you  is Mama's arms.