Luyện nghe bài hát Life Itself

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

You life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the elms
Life itself, in your and in your eyes
I can't it without you

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

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

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

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

So here's one for the road, here's one to health
And to life itself, rushing me
Life itself, the wind in the elms
Life itself, in your and in your eyes
I can't it without you

itself, life itself
Life itself, itself