Luyện nghe bài hát Praying For Time

These are the days of the open
will not be the last
Look now
These are the days of the beggars and the

This is the of the hungry man
place is in the past
Hand in
ignorance and legitimate excuses

The declare themselves poor
And of us are not sure
If we too much but we'll take our chances
'Cause God's keeping score

I somewhere along the way
He have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's
Crept out the door

And hard to love
There's so to hate
Hanging on to
When there is no hope to of

And the skies above
Say it's much too
maybe we should all be praying for time

This is the year of the hand
Oh you hold on to you can
And charity is a coat you wear a year

These are the of the guilty man
Your television a stand
And you find that what was there is over here

So you from behind your door
And say mine is mine and not yours
I may too much but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping

And you cling to the they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they you
he can't come back?
'Cause he has no to come back for

And it's to love
When so much to hate
on to hope
When there is no to speak of

And the skies above
Say it's much, too late
Well maybe we should all be for time