Luyện nghe bài hát Next Sunday

The sunbeam through my window
a picture of me and you
So that no one could ever know

Paper dolls and
Baby pictures and scenes
so many things that remind me of you

Little blonde playing hopscotch
Across from my
At their bus
I bet those are the things you used to do

And as I sit back and tv
Every program has a scene
I just can't escape thinking of you

There are those things that I can live
But it phase me
I block it out
You're the one I for sure
You're the one I've searching for
And after all is said and
see you at my door

Summer
The we had
Sunday were not that bad
To make up for the that I missed you

And I'll wait up by the for you
To call me back I called you
But it seems sometimes I'll be waiting here

If I you
You you know me
it all adds up like we're on tv
Because good at first
But then you run out of

And the truth hurts
When too proud to say it first
But by then I already feel it's too late

There are things that I can live without
But it doesn't me
I block it out
You're the one I know for
the one I've been searching for
And all is said and done
I'll see you at my
At my

I guess I can only see you next
I guess I can only see you next
I guess I can see you next Sunday
I guess I can only see you next