Luyện nghe bài hát Favorite Flowers

I guess we don't quite understand down
makes Him do the things He does
Why some people go so
While grow old
I've learned we're just a step
And tomorrow might be kind of
Nothings in this life
All you can do is

So it must have the way the sunlight hit you
And shined upon your
Or how the rain find you
On the of days
Your in the morning
The way you'd for the sky
How you in the breeze
As walked by
So it be true
What I heard
God picks His flowers first

I bet He put you in his window
out over this big old world
And I know Heaven does love
you around
In His we're all the same
But I just gotta when He saw you
And how and pretty you were
He just wait

Yeah it must have the way the sunlight hit you
And shined upon face
Or how the rain find you
On the driest of
smile in the morning
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 flowers first

it must be true
What I once

God His favorite
God picks His
first