Luyện nghe bài hát The Length Of My Arms

I've had long arms and my sleeves never fit.
And my mother would worry about my wrists and
I grew to tall, but it did me no harm
To grow into the length of my arms
What I embraced, what I've carried for years
a bucket of self doubt, like a basket of fears
but we finally what we got from the start
the length of our own arms and the shape of our hearts
I dreamt I was flying, and I dreamt of my
She was walking in paradise with one saint or
and I looked out at my own arms felt so strong
and really lovely though ridiculously long