Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye Sunday

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

For I have learned that such fade
Like photographs and family
And every Monday is Sunday

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

For I am too of the past
But I think I am at last
That every Monday is goodbye
That every Monday is Sunday

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

Slowly runs the river
For I am too of the past
But look I'm at last
And Monday is goodbye Sunday

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

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