Luyện nghe bài hát Memories (revisited)

Memories of when I was a little boy, four old,
Waiting for my daddy to home,
And now I look into the of my own son,
what he's thinking of,
Waiting at the when I come home.
Watch his eyes fill up joy and wonder.
He out his tiny hands;
I feel the bond boy and man.
Memories of my mom cryin', my gone for weeks at a time,
Not how to comfort her,
my pillow, pretendin' not to hear.
Now I write this to my little boy.
I'm far away, not knowing really to say
Except, "I'm sorry, oh so sorry."
I don't want to make these
Mistakes my daddy with me.
his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, your mom."
of my wife crying on the phone
Wonderin' when I'm home.
My voice detached and cold,
Reminds me of that I knew;
He had a attitude
I needed him to be
All the things only a daddy be to me.
And I don't want to make the
Mistakes my made with me.
his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Not now, I'm son."
Memories of lying in bed my wife and son,
Overwhelmed by so love,
to explain 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
Reaching out his tiny for love.
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