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

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