text: We met down in the valley, where the wine of love and destruction flows
  There in that curve of darkness where the 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 cant make it without you
  I knew you were in trouble, and 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 cant make it without you
  Why the things that we treasure most slip away in time?
  Until to the music we grow deaf and to Gods beauty blind
  Why do the things that connect us slowly pull us apart?
  Until we fall away in our own darkness, stranger to our own hearts
  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 cant make it without you
  So heres one for the road, heres one to your health
  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 cant make it without you