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

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