Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

Ey yeah...
Ah ey...

When the looks at me
I wonder they see
Underneath these
Oh, smiles as pain
And grow up to be
Then me with a lie

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

I'm tired of this dirty
keeps our world apart
I need your fire
And even in these church
I dress up my soul
To be is my desire

I'm so far from they think I am
But when I raise my
I'm out for life
Oh, so don't, let Sunday fool ya
my hallelujah
Every day, I'm running to Your grace

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

Running to Your
Ooh, I need it