Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Nights

Sunday are slow surrender
It never lasts and never learn
We can make this one to remember
It's Sunday and we've time to burn
Tomorrow can wait its turn

your glasses, raise a toast
To the memory
To the sleep we lost
Another weekend run to

passing coat of red
Painted our town
is shallow, cuts are deep
Who would waste two days

You can't catch up on
So here we are, last saloon
The ticking clock and a slow
It'll all be over

Sunday are slow surrender
It never and we'll never learn
We can make this one to remember
It's night and we've time to burn
morning can wait its turn

Once friends unto the breach
Bleary eyed, the stuff of
slips out of reach
Defiance dressed in crumpled

Protest out with a headache
Starting late but slow
Though we know we have to be
We tasted freer air, we don't have to care

Sunday nights are surrender
It never lasts and we'll learn
We can make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its

All our will fade away
In hazy nights and mistakes
So to us and needs that must
Let's raise a toast for one last

'Cause it's Sunday night and we've time to
Tomorrow morning can wait its