Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

Ey yeah...
Ah ey...

When the looks at me
I wonder they see
Underneath these
Oh, smiles masquerade as
And up to be shame
Then leave me a lie

I know they, they see my flaws
Or hidden scars
And all the mess made
Oh, so don't, don't let fool ya
Here's my
single day, I'm running to your grace
Ey, ey, ey

I'm tired of this dirty
That our world apart
I your loving fire
And even in these clothes
I dress up my soul
To be free is my

I'm so far where they think I am
But I raise my hands
I'm reaching out for
Oh, so don't, let Sunday fool ya
my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm running to grace

I they, they don't see my flaws
Or hidden scars
And all the mess I've
Oh, so don't, let Sunday fool ya
Here's my
single day, I'm running to Your grace

Running to grace
Ooh, I it everyday