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Depeche Mode – In Your Room – 1994

    Paroles

    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

    I’m hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here
    I’m hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here
    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

    I’m hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here
    I’m hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here
    I’m hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here
    Hanging on your words
    Living on your breath
    Feeling with your skin
    Will I always be here