Superúspěšná irská rocková skupina, svého času počítána k new wave. Čtveřice spolu původně působila ve sk. Feedback a Hype (v Dublinu, m.j. s kytaristou Dickem Evansem, později ve Virgin Prunes). Bono, Clayton a Mullen jsou ročník 1960, The Edge...
We crossed the line
Who pushed who over
It doesn't matter to you
It matters to me
We're cut adrift
But still floating
I'm only hanging on
To watch you go down
My love
I disappeared in you
You disappeared from me
I gave you everything you ever wanted
It wasn't what you wanted
The men who love you, you hate the most
They pass right through you like a ghost
They look for you but your spirit is in the air
Baby, you're nowhere
Oh...love...
You say in love there are no rules
Oh...love...sweetheart...
You're so cruel
Desparation is a tender trap
It gets you every time
You put your lips to her lips
To stop the lie
Her skin is pale like God's only dove
Screams like an angel for your love
Then she makes you watch her from above
And you need her like a drug
Oh...love...
You say in love there are no rules
Oh...love...sweetheart...
You're so cruel
She wears my love like a see-through dress
Her lips say one thing
Her movements something else
Oh love...like a screaming flower
Love...dying every hour...love
You don't know if it's fear or desire
Danger the drug that takes you higher
Head in heaven, fingers in the mire
Her heart is racing, you can't keep up
The night is bleeding like a cut
Between the horses of love and lust
We are trampled underfoot
Oh...love...
You say in love there are no rules
Oh...love...sweetheart...
You're so cruel
Oh...love...
To stay with you I'd be a fool
Sweetheart...you're so cruel
