I was randomly flipping through some stations the other day and this old gem came along. I still know every word. I think this song captured most of younger life, and is surprisingly still relevant today. A bit sappy, but whatever. Can you guess it before you get to the end?
I want somebody to share, share the rest of my life. Share my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details. Someone who’ll stand by my side and give me support, and in return he’ll get my support. He will listen to me when I want to speak about the world we live in and life in general. Though my views may be wrong, they may even be perverted; he’ll hear me out and won’t easily be converted to my way of thinking. In fact, he’ll often disagree. But at the end of it all he will understand me.
I want somebody who cares for me passionately. With every thought and with every breath. Someone who’ll help me see things in a different light. All the things I detest, I will almost like. I don’t want to be tied to anyone’s strings. I’m carefully trying to stay clear of those things. But when I’m asleep, I want somebody who will put their arms around me, kiss me tenderly.
Though things like this make me sick. In a case like this I’ll get away with it.
Somebody, Depeche Mode