Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning (American Idol Performance)

Sunday morning, is falling

Steal some covers, some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold I am in
But things just get so
Living life gets to do
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I
That someday it lead me back to you
That it would lead me back to you

That may be all I
In she is all I see
Come and rest your bones me
Driving on Sunday morning
And I never want to

Fingers trace your every
Paint a picture with my
And back and forth we like branches in a storm
Change the still together when it ends

That may be all I
In she is all I see
Come and rest bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday
And I want to leave

Oh
But things just get so living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm out to you
Singing someday bring me back to you, yeah
Find a way to myself back home to you

You may not
That may be all I
In she is all I see
Come and rest your bones me
Driving slow on morning, driving slow
oh yeah yeah oh yeah oh yeah yeah
I'm a flower in hair
yeah yeah, yeah

Get back
Get back