Luyện nghe bài hát Where Love Goes (Sito)

Where love goes, I go too
Up twenty-nine of stairs
I won't say that be true
But and I'll be there
I won't say I'm glad
To make your heart my
All considered, not too bad
But what can I call my

I don't if you're on the level
Each thing in its proper
I don't spit in the beer of the
If the don't spit in mine
Don't express sweet affection
With a sharp hook to the head
but static in that direction
Such love is dead

Clap hands
And raise the
the power
Of
Root, stem, seed and
Prepare for the
Of

Sito,
Sito,
Sito,
Sito,

I learned on the street
A dose of doubt
try to sweep me off my feet
That's not what it's all
I see through you at a
There's nothing much to
All those don't make a dance
'Til you get some self

What I got?
Now what I got?
I did not have before?
A French revolver I just
And a on the bedroom door
don't mean that I don't believe in love
You I do
Love to and to receive
I just don't in you

your hands
And the power
Raise the
Of
Root, stem, seed and
for the power
Of

love goes, I will go too
Up flights of stairs
I won't beg you to be
I just won't be
I say that I'm sad
To bounce on my own
All considered, not so bad
To wake up in the night

Clap hands
And raise the
the power
Of
Root, stem, seed and
for the power
Of

Sito,
Sito,
Sito,
Sito,