Текст песни Depeche Mode Love in Itself

All of these insurmountable tasks
That lay before me,
All of the firsts
And the definite lasts
That lay in store for me...

There was a time
When all on my mind was love,
Now I find that most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself.

Consequently,
I've a tendency to be unhappy,
You see, the thoughts in my head,
All the words that were said,
All the blues and the reds
Get to me...

There was a time
When all on my mind was love,
Now I find that most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself.

All of these absurdities
That lay before us,
All of the doubts
And the certainties
That lay in store for us...

There was a time
When all on my mind was love
(love love love),
Now I find that most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself.