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

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