In Your Room

作词 : Martin Gore
作曲 : Martin Gore
  In your room
 Where time stands still
 Or moves at your will
 Will you let the morning come soon
 Or will you leave me lying here
 In your favourite darkness
 Your favourite half-light
 Your favourite consciousness
 Your favourite slave
 In your room
 Where souls disappear
 Only you exist here
 Will you lead me to your armchair
 Or leave me lying here
 Your favourite innocence
 Your favourite prize
 Your favourite smile
 Your favourite slave
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 In your room
 Your burning eyes
 Cause flames to arise
 Will you let the fire die down soon
 Or will I always be here
 Your favourite passion
 Your favourite game
 Your favourite mirror
 Your favourite slave
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here

作词 : Martin Gore
作曲 : Martin Gore
  In your room
 Where time stands still
 Or moves at your will
 Will you let the morning come soon
 Or will you leave me lying here
 In your favourite darkness
 Your favourite half-light
 Your favourite consciousness
 Your favourite slave
 In your room
 Where souls disappear
 Only you exist here
 Will you lead me to your armchair
 Or leave me lying here
 Your favourite innocence
 Your favourite prize
 Your favourite smile
 Your favourite slave
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 In your room
 Your burning eyes
 Cause flames to arise
 Will you let the fire die down soon
 Or will I always be here
 Your favourite passion
 Your favourite game
 Your favourite mirror
 Your favourite slave
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here
 Im hanging on your words
 Living on your breath
 Feeling with your skin
 Will I always be here