The old fashioned me

"Fragile
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
Id never willingly
Do you harm

Apologies
Are all you seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile
When you care for me
And you know

Its a question of lust
Its a question of trust
Its a question of not letting
What weve built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Independence
Is still important for us though (we realise)
Its easy to make
The stupid mistake
Of letting go (do you know what I mean)

My weaknesses
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before Im anyones
And you know

Its a question of lust
Its a question of trust
Its a question of not letting
What weve built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Kiss me goodbye
When Im on my own
But you know that id
Rather be home

Its a question of lust"

Depeche Mode, A Question of Lust