Depeche Mode — Behind The Wheel

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Reach out and touch faith.

Your own personal Jesus

Someone to hear your prayers

Someone who cares.

Your own personal Jesus

Someone to hear your prayers.

Someone who's there.

We're damaged people,

Praying for something,

That doesn't come from somewhere deep inside us...

Depraved souls,

Trusting in the one thing,

The one thing that this life has not denied us...

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

All I ever wanted,

All I ever needed,

Is here in my arms.

Words are very unnecessary,

They can only do harm.

Let's have a black celebration,

Black celebration,

Tonight.

To celebrate the fact

That we've seen the back

Of another black day.

Belief is the way,

The way of the innocent.

And when I say «innocent»

I should say «naive».

Nothing comes easy

And that's a fact.

Nothing comes easy

But a broken back...

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

Truth is a word

That's lost its meaning

The truth has become

Merely half-truth