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

  back to a tender age,
 so  of confusion and rage,
 Daddy says, "Boys, your Mama's 
 There's a hand on your shoulder as you're throwing 
  says, "Time heals the hurt.
 Little man, you got to keep on keepin' 
 but all you want is  arms.
 
  ride back home in a limosine,
 the  car that you've ever seen,
 your brother can not look you  the eye.
  strikes, thunder roars,
 an early winter  that heart of yours,
 but  swear you won't let them see you cry
 'cause  you want is Mama's arms.
 
 
 The neighbors come and bring  pies,
 endless words and futile 
 and you run  to your room and lock the door.
  there you are in your Sunday best,
 the  your Mama would have had you dressed
 and you  it doesn't matter anymore
 'cause all you want  Mama's arms.
 
 
 'Round and 'round and  it goes.
 The seasons change  young boy grows
 to understand it's all part of  plan.
 You used to wonder what it's all 
 Now those are questions you can do 
 You laugh them off and do the best  can
 but all you  is Mama's arms.
 All you want is  arms.