The Things You Said
Depeche Mode
4:03I need to be cleansed It's time to make amends for all of the fun The damage is done, I feel diseased I'm down on my knees, I need forgiveness Someone to bear witness to the goodness within Beneath the sin Although I may flirt with all kinds of dirt, to the point of disease I want relief, all this decay Take it away somewhere There's someone who cares With a heart of gold To have and to hold