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The Language of Your Heart
Why won't my love speak your language?
A dozen times over they've slaved for my accent and I ran for the border.
And now at last, I've created a bountiful love, full of trust and respect; but it doesn't speak the language of your heart.
Did I look this way and not that?
Did I say "that" and not "this"?
Why won't my love speak your language?
The language of your heart is breathtaking.
The language of your heart is deaf to my dialect.
I wish I could translate my love into the language of your heart.
A dozen times over they've slaved for my accent and I ran for the border.
And now at last, I've created a bountiful love, full of trust and respect; but it doesn't speak the language of your heart.
Did I look this way and not that?
Did I say "that" and not "this"?
Why won't my love speak your language?
The language of your heart is breathtaking.
The language of your heart is deaf to my dialect.
I wish I could translate my love into the language of your heart.
Published 28th Feb 2011
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