Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

Ey yeah...
Ah ey...

When the looks at me
I what they see
Underneath eyes
Oh, smiles masquerade as
And grow up to be
leave me with a lie

I they, they don't see my flaws
Or these hidden
And all the I've made
Oh, so don't, let Sunday fool ya
my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm to your grace
Ey, ey, ey

I'm tired of dirty heart
That keeps our apart
I need loving fire
And even in these clothes
I can't dress up my
To be is my desire

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

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

Running to grace
Ooh, I need it