She says no
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When she means yes
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And what she wants
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You know that I can't guess
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When we want more
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You know we ask for less
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Such is the language of love
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I say leave
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When I mean stay
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But she don't see
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And so she moves away
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What we really want
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You know we rarely say
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Such is the language of love
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It's tooth for tooth
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And eye for eye
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We hide our hearts
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And then we won't say why
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It's truth for truth
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And lie for lie
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Such is the language of love
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One cries foul
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And will not speak
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The other claims a little victory
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And all the time
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You know we fail to see
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This is the language of love
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When a loves begins to wander
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No one ever knows
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But we feel it deep inside us
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Long before it shows
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Long before it shows
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We hem and haw
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We balk and bluff
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Our words don't ever seem to
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Say enough
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But a simple smile
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A tender touch
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Speaks the true language of love
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[Instrumental Interlude]
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When a loves begins to wander
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No one ever knows
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But we feel it deep inside us
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Long before it shows
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Long before it shows
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She says no
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When she means yes
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And what she wants
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You know that I can't guess
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When we want more
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You know we ask for less
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Such is the language of love
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Such is the language of love
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The Language Of Love
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| Dan Fogelberg |
