Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye Sunday

Slowly the lazy river
And in it I pitched all my
And all the things I wanted
And watched them heading downstream

For I have learned that things fade
Like photographs and holidays
And every is goodbye Sunday

I guess you'd me to throw away
box of diaries and old letters
For they do but feed my memories
But really you should me better

For I am too fond of the
But I think I am learning at
That every Monday is goodbye
That every is goodbye Sunday

Yes, true that I cling to things
That I should behind
As if those were the golden
Well, I hope that you really don't mind

Slowly runs the lazy
For I am too fond of the
But I'm happy at last
And every is goodbye Sunday

That every Monday is Sunday
And every is goodbye Sunday
And every is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye

And every is goodbye Sunday
And every is goodbye Sunday
And every is goodbye Sunday