Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye Sunday

Slowly runs the lazy
And in it I pitched all my
And all the things I ever
And them heading slowly downstream

For I have learned that such things
Like photographs and family
And every is goodbye Sunday

I guess like me to throw away
box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing but my memories
But really you should me better

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

Yes, it's that I cling to things
That I should leave
As if were the golden days
Well, I just hope you really don't mind

runs the lazy river
For I am too fond of the
But look I'm at last
And every Monday is Sunday

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

And Monday is goodbye Sunday
And Monday is goodbye Sunday
And Monday is goodbye Sunday