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

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