Luyện nghe bài hát Memories

Memories of when I was a little boy, four old
Waiting for my to come home
And now I into the eyes of my own son
Wondering he's thinking of

Waiting at the window I come home
Watch his eyes fill up with joy and
He out his tiny hand
I the bond 'tween boy and man

Memories of my mom
My daddy gone for weeks at a
Not knowing how to her
Facin' my pillow, not to hear

Now I write letter to my little boy
I'm far away, not knowing really to say
Except, "I'm sorry, oh, so sorry"

I want to make these same
Mistakes my daddy with me
Still his voice off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, your mom"

of my wife cryin' on the phone
Wonderin' when I'm home
My voice sounds detached and
me of someone that I knew

He had a attitude
I needed him to be
All the things a daddy could be to me

And I don't want to make the
Mistakes my daddy with me
his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Not now, I'm son"

Memories of lying in bed with my and son
Overwhelmed by so love
to explain how a man can cry
Yet be happy

of all the dumb mistakes I've made
Now I understand my father's
He did the best with what he
I you daddy

I watched my son fall
And wonder what think of me
years from now he sees his son
Reachin' out his tiny for love