Life Itself
(专辑: Working On A Dream - 2009)
We met down in the
valley, where the
wine of love and destruction flows There in that curve of darkness where flowers of temptation grow I
left the
rest for the
others it was you and nothing else You felt so good to me baby, as good as life itself You were life itself, rushing over me Life itself, the
wind in the
black elms Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes I
can't make it without you I
knew you were in trouble, anyone could tell You carried your little black book from which all your secrets fell You squandered all your riches, your, your beauty and your wealth Like you had no further use for, for life itself You were life itself, rushing over me Life itself, the
wind in the
black elms Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes I
can't make it without you Why are things that we treasure most slip away in time 'Til to the
music we grow deaf and to god's beauty blind Why do the
things that connect us slowly pull us apart 'Til we fall away in our own darkness Stranger to our own hearts And to life itself, rushing over me Life itself, the
wind in the
black elms Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes I
can't make it without you So here's one for the
road Here's one to your health And to life itself, rushing over me Life itself, the
wind in the
black elms Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes I
can't make it without you Life itself Life itself Life itself Life itself