Luyện nghe bài hát Favorite Flowers

I guess we don't quite down here
What Him do the things He does
Why some go so soon
While some old
I've learned we're a step away
And tomorrow might be kind of
Nothings promised in this
All you can do is

So it must been the way the sunlight hit you
And shined upon your
Or how the would find you
On the of days
Your smile in the
The way reach for the sky
How you danced in the
As walked by
So it must be
What I once
God picks His favorite first

I bet He put you in his sill
Looking out over big old world
And I know Heaven sure love
you around
In His eyes all the same
But I just gotta when He saw you
And how perfect and you were
He just couldn't

Yeah it have been the way the sunlight hit you
And upon your face
Or how the rain would you
On the driest of
Your smile in the
The way you'd for the sky
How you in the breeze
As people by
So it be true
What I heard
God picks His favorite first

Yeah it must be
What I heard

God picks His
God His favorite
Flowers