Luyện nghe bài hát Praying For Time (The X Factor Performance)

These are the of the open hand
They not be the last
Look now
These are the days of the and the choosers

This is the of the hungry man
Whose place is in the
Hand in with ignorance
And excuses

The rich declare poor
And most of us are not
If we too much
But take our chances
God's stopped keeping score
I guess along the way
He must let us all out to play
Turned his back and all god's
Crept out the back

And it's hard to love, there's so much to
on to hope
When there is no to speak of
And the skies above say it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for

are the days of the empty hand
Oh you on to what you can
And charity is a you wear twice a year

This is the year of the man
Your takes a stand
And you find that what was over is over here

So you from behind your door
Say what's is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll my chances
God's stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things sold you
Did you cover your eyes they told you
he can't come back
Because he has no children to back for
It's hard to love so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no to speak of
And the wounded above say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for