Luyện nghe bài hát Memories

Memories of I was a little boy, four years old
Waiting for my to come home
And now I look into the of my own son
Wondering what thinking of

Waiting at the window when I come
Watch his eyes fill up joy and wonder
He reaches out his tiny
I feel the bond boy and man

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

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

I want to make these same
Mistakes my daddy made me
his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, protect mom"

Memories of my wife on the phone
Wonderin' when I'm coming
My sounds detached and cold
Reminds me of someone that I

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

And I don't to make the same
my daddy made with me
Still his voice rolls off my
I say, "Not now, I'm busy son"

Memories of in bed with my wife and son
by so much love
Tryin' to how a man can cry
Yet still be

Thinking of all the dumb mistakes made
Now I my father's pain
He did the best what he knew
I you daddy

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