Where Love Goes (Sito) Songtext
von Mickey Hart

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