Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

For who've slept
For those who've
Themselves up
How Jesus wept, Sunday,

For those in
For those who
For who try
To slow their minds with
Sunday,

For who wake
a blind headache
Who must be still, who will sit and
For Sunday to be

Yeah, it will be
Do nothing
yourself a break
Let your imagination run

For those guilt
For who wilt under pressure
No tears over spilt
Sunday,
Sunday, Sunday,

Yeah, it be okay
Do nothing
yourself a break
Let imagination run away

Yeah, it be okay
Do today
Give a break
Let your imagination run

me