Luyện nghe bài hát Life Itself

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

You life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black
Life itself, in your and in your eyes
I can't make it you

I knew you were in trouble, and anyone tell
You carried little black book from which all your secrets fell
You all your riches, your, your beauty and your wealth
Like you had no 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 slip away in time?
'Til to the music we grow deaf and to God's blind
Why do the things that connect us slowly pull us
'Til we away in our own darkness, stranger to our own hearts

And to life itself, over me
Life itself, the wind in the black
itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it you

So here's one for the road, one to your health
And to life itself, rushing me
Life itself, the in the black elms
Life itself, in heart and in your eyes
I make it without you

itself, life itself
Life itself, life