Luyện nghe bài hát Memories

Memories of I was a little boy, four years old,
Waiting for my daddy to home,
And now I into the eyes of my own son,
Wondering he's thinking of,
Waiting at the when I come home.
his eyes fill up with joy and wonder.
He reaches out his hand;
I feel the bond boy and man.
of my mom cryin', my daddy gone for weeks at a time,
Not how to comfort her,
my pillow, pretendin' not to hear.
Now I write this letter to my 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 made with me.
his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, your mom."
Memories of my cryin' on the phone
Wonderin' when I'm home.
My voice sounds and cold,
Reminds me of that I knew;
He had a funny
I needed him to be
All the only a daddy could be to me.
And I want to make the same
Mistakes my made 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,
Tryin' to how a man can cry
Yet be happy,
Thinking of all the mistakes I've made.
Now I my father's pain;
He did the with what he knew.
I you daddy.
I watched my son asleep
And wonder he'll think of me
When years from now he his son
Reachin' out his hands for love.
all songs transcribed by Sean