Free Depeche Mode. Las letras 81-13 by Martin L. Gore, Alan Wilder, Dave Gahan

here
    At the mercy
    Of a girl
    Oh I need your tenderness
    Oh I need your touch
    Oh I dream of one caress
    Oh I pray too much
    To the soul's desires
    The body listens
    What the flesh requires
    Keeps the heart imprisoned
    What the spirit seeks
    The mind will follow
    When the body speaks
    All else is hollow
    You keep me waiting
    For the promise
    That is mine
    Please stop debating
    Please stop wasting
    Your time
    Oh I need your tenderness
    Oh I need your touch
    Oh I dream of one caress
    Oh I pray too much
The Dead Of Night
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    We're the horniest boys
    With the corniest ploys
    Who take the easiest girls
    To our sleaziest worlds
    With our lecherous plans
    In our treacherous hands
    You'd be wasting your time
    Saying no, it's a crime
    All that we live for you'll regret
    All you remember we'll forget
    We are the dead of night
    We're in the zombie room
    We're twilight's parasites
    With self-inflicted wounds
    We are the dead of night
    We're in the zombie room
    Heavenly oversights
    Eating from silver spoons
    With our decadent minds
    And our innocent lines
    You'll be playing our games
    With your bodies in flames
    When delirious fun
    Has seriously begun
    You'll be down on your knees
    You'll be begging us please
    All we're demanding you'll supply
    All we're accused of we'll deny
    We are the dead of night
    We're in the zombie room
    We're twilight's parasites
    With self-inflicted wounds
    We are the dead of night
    We're in the zombie room
    Heavenly oversights
    Eating from silver spoons
Lovetheme
    Vocalista principal: Ninguno, tema instrumental
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    Instrumental
Freelove
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    If you've been hiding from love
    If you've been hiding from love
    I can understand where you're coming from
    I can understand where you're coming from
    If you've suffered enough
    If you've suffered enough
    I can understand what you're thinking of
    I can see the pain that you're frightened of
    And I'm only here
    To bring you free love
    Let's make it clear
    That this is free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
    I've been running like you
    I've been running like you
    Now you understand why I'm running scared
    Now you understand why I'm running scared
    I've been searching for truth
    I've been searching for truth
    And I haven't been getting anywhere
    No I haven't been getting anywhere
    And I'm only here
    To bring you free love
    Let's make it clear
    That this is free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
    Hey girl
    You've got to take this moment
    Then let it slip away
    Let go of complicated feelings
    Then there's no price to pay
    We've been running from love
    We've been running from love
    And we don't know what we're doing here
    No we don't know what we're doing here
    We're only here
    Sharing our free love
    Let's make it clear
    That this is free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
    No hidden catch
    No strings attached
    Just free love
Comatose
    Vocalista principal: Martin L. Gore
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    Comatose, almost
    You've got me dreaming
    Slipping in
    And sliding out
    Of conscious feeling
    Take a light
    Start the flame
    Play the game
    I am lost
    In your eyes
    Hypnotised
    Here I believe
    Dreams never deceive
    Comatose, almost
    You've got me dreaming
    Slipping in
    And sliding out
    Life has no meaning
    Bodies move
    Colours change
    Girl you're strange
    Here inside
    I'm at home
    I'm alive
    Don't be afraid
    I'm floating away
    Comatose, almost
    You've got me dreaming
    Slipping in
    And sliding out
    Of conscious feeling
    Comatose, almost
    Comatose, almost
    Comatose.
I Feel Loved
    Vocalista principal: Dave Gahan
    Escrita por: Martin L. Gore
    It's the dark night of my soul
    And temptation's taking hold
    But through the pain and the suffering
    Through the heartache and