Martin L. Gore - The Sweetest Condition lyrics

[Verse 1] Taken in by the delicate noise Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice Wandering around in silent wonder [Chorus 1] What chance did I have? With the silver moon Hanging in the sky Opening old wounds [Verse 2] Taking hold of the hem of your dress Cleanliness only comes in small doses Bodily whole but my head's in a mess Fuelling obsession that borders psychosis [Chorus 2] It's a sad disease Creeping through my mind Causing disabilities Of the strangest kind [Verse 3] Getting lost in the folds of your skirt There's a price that I pay for my mission A body in heaven and a mind full of dirt How I suffer the sweetest condition [Verse 1]