Luyện nghe bài hát Life Itself

We met in the valley, where the wine of love and destruction flows
There in curve of darkness where the flowers of temptation grow
I the rest for the others it was you and nothing else
You felt so to me, baby, as good as life itself

You were life itself, over me
Life itself, the in the black elms
itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I make it without you

I knew you were in trouble, and anyone could
You carried your little black book which all your secrets fell
You squandered all your riches, your, your and your wealth
you had no further use for, for life itself

You were life itself, rushing me
Life itself, the in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your
I can't it without you

Why the things that we treasure most away in time?
'Til to the music we grow deaf and to beauty blind
Why do the things that us slowly pull us apart?
'Til we fall away in our own darkness, to our own hearts

And to life itself, rushing me
Life itself, the in the black elms
itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't it without you

So here's one for the road, here's one to your
And to life itself, rushing me
Life itself, the wind in the elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your
I can't make it you

Life itself, life
Life itself, itself