Depeche Mode Question Of Lust
Fragile Like a baby in your arms Be gentle with me I'd never willingly Do you harm Apologies Are all you seem to get from me But just like a child You make me smile When you care for me And you know... 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 up together Independence Is still important for us though (we realise) It's easy to make The stupid mistake Of letting go (do you know what I mean) My weaknesses You know each and every one (it frightens me) But I need to drink More than you seem to think Before I'm anyone's And you know... Kiss me goodbye When I'm on my own But you know that I'd Rather be home ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Words by Martin L. Gore (c) 1986 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.
