Luyện nghe bài hát Small Favors

She up with my coffee cup
Ringing her dining table
And she don't those Friday nights
she has to drive 'cause I'm unstable

She goes to while I oversleep
I'm not sure she sees in me

God for small favors
Sunday paper and the taste of homemade
chances and the healing hands of time
Thank God love is

Somehow she knows, I her so
I don't always show her
She only sees the in me
But with me she has to closer

Lord, I I owe you one
She I hung the moon and the sun

God for small favors
Sunday paper and the taste of homemade
Second and the healing hands of time
And thank God is blind

Thank God for favors
paper and the taste of homemade wine
Second chances and the healing of time
And God love is blind