Depeche Mode. Las letras 81-13 Read Online Free PDF

of lust
    It's a question of trust
    It's a question of not letting
    What we've built up
    Crumble to dust
    It is all of these things and more
    That keep us together
    Kiss me goodbye
    When I'm on my own
    But you know that I'd
    Rather be home
    It's a question of lust
    It's a question of trust
    It's a question of not letting
    What we've built up
    Crumble to dust
    It is all of these things and more
    That keep us together
It Doesn't Matter Two
    Vocalista principal: Martin L. Gore
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    As I lay here with you
    The shame lies with us
    We talk of love and trust
    That doesn't matter
    Though we may be the last in the world
    We feel like pioneers
    Telling hopes and fears
    To one another
    And oh what a feeling
    Inside of me
    It might last for an hour
    Wounds aren't healing
    Inside of me
    Though it feels good now
    I know it's only for now
    The feeling is intense
    You grip me with your eyes
    And then I realise
    It doesn't matter
Sometimes
    Vocalista principal: Martin L. Gore
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    Sometimes
    Only sometimes
    I question everything
    And I'm the first to admit
    If you catch me in a mood like this
    I can be tiring
    Even embarassing
    But you must
    Feel the same
    When you look around
    You can't tell me honestly
    You're happy with what you see
    Oh sometimes
    Only sometimes
    You must be…
    You must be…
    As embarassing as me
    Sometimes
A Question Of Time
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    I've got to get to you first
    Before they do
    It's just a question of time
    Before they lay their hands on you
    And make you just like the rest
    I've got to get to you first
    It's just a question of time
    Well now you're only fifteen
    And you look good
    I'll take you under my wing
    Somebody should
    They've persuasive ways
    And you'll believe what they say
    It's just a question of time
    It's running out for you
    It won't be long
    Until you do
    Exactly what they want you to
    I can see them now Hanging around
    To mess you up
    To strip you down
    And have their fun
    With my little one
    It's just a question of time
    It's running out for you
    It won't be long
    Until you do
    Exactly what they want you to
    It won't be long
    Until you do
    Exactly what they want you to
    Sometimes I don't blame them
    For wanting you
    You look good
    And they need something to do
    Until I look at you
    And then I condemn them
    I know my kind
    What goes on in our minds
    It's just a question of time
    It should be better
    It's just a question of time
    It should be better with you
    It's just a question of time
Stripped
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    Come with me
    Into the trees
    We'll lay on the grass
    And let the hours pass
    Take my hand
    Come back to the land
    Let's get away
    Just for one day
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Metropolis
    Has nothing on this
    You're breathing in fumes
    I taste when we kiss
    Take my hand
    Come back to the land
    Where everything's ours
    For a few hours
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me hear you
    Make decisions
    Without your television
    Let me hear you speaking
    Just for me
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me hear you speaking
    Just for me
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me hear you crying
    Just for me
Here Is The House
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    Here is the house
    Where it all happened
    Those tender moments
    Under this roof
    Body and soul come together
    As we come closer together
    And as it happens
    It happens here
    In this house
    And I feel your warmth
    And it feels like home
    And there's someone
    Calling on the telephone
    Let's stay home
    It's cold outside
    And I have so much
    To confide to you
    With or without words
    I'll confide everything
    Here is the house
    Where it all happened
    Those tender moments
    Under this roof
    Body and soul come together
    As we come closer together
    And