Lyrics

Come with me into the trees We'll lay on the grass and let hours pass Take my hand, come back to the land Let's get away just for one day Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped Metropolis has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand, come back to the land Where everything's ours for a few hours Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped Let me hear you make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking just for me Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped Let me hear you make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking just for me Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped Let me see you stripped
Writer(s): Martin Gore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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