Rush — Depeche Mode

Walk with me, open your sensitive mouth, and talk to me Hold out your delicate hands, and feel me Couldn't make any plans, to conceal me

Open your sensitive mouth, hold out your delicate hands

With such a sensitive mouth, I'm easy to see through

When I come up, when I rush, I rush for you

Cry for you, seen the tears, roll down from my eyes for you Heard my truth, Distorting to lies for you Watched my love, Becoming a prize for you

Seen the tears in my eyes, Heard my truth turn to lies Seen the tears in my eyes, I'm not proud of what I do When I come up, When I rush, I rush for you

I come up to meet you, Up there somewhere When I rush to greet you, My soul is bared

Gave more for you, Dropped my crutches And crawled on the floor for you Went looking behind every door for you And because of the things, That I saw for you

I spiritually grew, when I come up, when I rush, I rush for you

when I come up, when I rush, I rush for you