Luyện nghe bài hát We Are The Beggars At The Foot Of God's Door

We are in cathedrals on a Sunday
We are in our pride and lust's despair
We have heard that You said, "Go to where hearts once were"
Trusting we'd to find You there

We have known the empty senses of a
We are haunted by the of death
We have asked to see Your face and noticed
But a timed honest smile from a friend

Oh, we of little
Oh, You of stubborn

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the at the foot of God's door

We have cold to the kisses of our lovers
We rolled the windows up and driven through
The forests of the autumn, the innocence of
of Jesus in the dew

We known the heated passion of the cold night
We have sold ourselves to everything we
We're hypocrites and politicians running from a
We've cheated on a very jealous

Oh, we of little
Oh, You of stubborn

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the at the foot of God's door

We've known, known
known the pain of loving in a dying world
And our have made us angry at the truth
But slipper fits us perfectly
And somehow we're made royalty You
Royalty You, royalty

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the beggars at the foot of door
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the beggars at the foot of God's