In Your Room - Depeche Mode
In your room where time stands still

Or moves at your will

Will let the morning come soon

Or will leave me lying here

In your favorite darkness

Your favorite half light

Your favorite consciousness

Your favorite slave

In your room where souls disappear

Only you exist here

Will lead me to your armchair

Or leave me lying here

Your favorite innocence

Your favorite prize

Your favorite smile

Your favorite 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

In your room your burning eyes

'Cause flames to arise

Will you let the fire die down soon

Or I always be here

Your favorite passion

Your favorite game

Your favorite mirror

Your favorite 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
I'm hanging on your words

Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin

Will I always be here