🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Praying For Time - Carrie Underwood

 These are the days of  open hand
  will not be the last
 Look around 
 
  are the days of the
  and the choosers
 This is  year of the hungry man
 Whose place  in the past
 Hand in  with ignorance
 and legitimate 
 
 The rich declare  poor
 And  of us are not sure
 If we have too much  we’ll take our chances
 ‘Cause God  keeping score
 
 I guess  along the way
 He must have let us all  to play
 And turned  back
  all God’s children
 Crept out the  door
 And it's hard  love
 There's so  to hate
  onto hope
 When there is no  to speak of
 And the wounded skies 
 Say it's much too 
 Oh maybe we should all  praying for time
 
 This is the year of the empty 
  you hold onto what you can
 And  is a coat you wear twice a year
 
 These are the  of the guilty man
  television takes a stand
 And you find  what was over there
  over here
 So you scream from  your door
 Say what's mine is mine and  yours
 I  have too much
 But I’ll take my chances 
  stopped keeping score
 And you’ll cling to  things they sold you
 Did you cover your eyes when  told you
 That he  come back
 ‘Cause  has no children
 to come back 
 
 And it's hard to  when
 there's so  to hate
  hanging onto hope
 When  is no hope to speak of
 And  wounded skies above
 Say it's much,  too late
 Mm,  maybe we should all
 be praying for