Where Love Goes (Sito)

Where love goes, I will go too,

Up twenty-nine flights of stairs

I won't say that I'll be true,

But look and I'll be there

I won't say that I'll be glad

To make your heart my home

All considered, it's not too bad,

But what can I call my own?

I don't know if you're on the level,

Each thing in its proper time

I don't spit in the beer of the Devil

If the Devil don't spit in mine

Don't express your sweet affection

With a sharp left hook to the head

Nothing but static in that direction

Such love is already dead

Clap your hands and raise the power,

Raise the power of love

Root, stem, seed, and flower,

Prepare for the power of love

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

What have I got? Now, what have I got

That I did not have before?

A French revolver I just bought

And a lock on the bedroom door

That don't mean that I don't believe in love,

You know I do,

Love to give and to receive,

I just don't believe in you

Clap your hands and raise the power,

Raise the power of love

Root, stem, seed, and flower,

Prepare for the power of love

Where love goes, I will go too,

Down twenty-nine flights of stairs

I won't beg you to be true,

I just won't be there

I won't say that I'll be sad

To bounce back on my own

All considered, it's not so bad

To wake up in the night alone

Clap your hands and raise the power,

Raise the power of love

Root, stem, seed, and flower,

Prepare for the power of love

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito

Sito, sito, sito, sito