Construction Time Again, People Are People, and Catching Up

with Depeche Mode

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 of 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 of 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 of my mind was love

Now I find that most of the time

Love's not enough in itself