Here is a song
from the wrong side of town
where I'm bound
to the ground
by the loneliest sound
that pounds from within
and is pinning me down
Here is a page
from the emptiest stage
a cage or the heaviest cross ever made
a gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid
And I thank you
for bringing me here
for showing me home
for singing these tears
finally I've found
that I belong here
The heat and the sickliest
sweet smelling sheets
that cling to the backs of my knees
and my feet
I'm drowning in time
to a desperate beat
And I thank you
for bringing me here
for showing me home
for singing these tears
finally I've found
that I belong
Feels like home
I should have known
from my first breath
God send the only true friend
I call mine
pretend that I'll make amends
the next time
befriend the glorious end of the line
And I thank you
for bringing me here
for showing me home
for singing these tears
finally I've found
that I belong here.
© 1997 Martin Lee Gore - Depeche
Mode
Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd.
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Albums | Ultra The Singles 86-98 Remixes 81-04 |
Single | Home |
Video | The Videos 86>98 One Night In Paris Touring The Angel |