Depeche Mode Love In Itself
All of these insurmountable tasks That lay before me All of the firsts And the definite lasts That lay in store for me There was a time When all on my mind was love Now I find That most of the time Love's not enough In itself Consequently I've a tendency To be unhappy you see The thoughts in my head All the words that were said All the blues and reds Get to me There was a time When all on my mind was love Now I find That most of the time Love's not enough In itself All of these absurdities That lay before us All of the doubts And the certainties That lay in store for us There was a time When all on my mind was love Now I find That most of the time Love's not enough In itself.
