Language of Love

Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien
Music: Maureen S. O'Brien
Insp: linguistics class...I was thinking of Japanese dialects, actually.

The language of women, the language of men --
The two are not the same --
And yet our body language makes
Our kisses burn like flame.
It will be hard, I admit, but we must forget
All the words we've ever known
Since we don't understand each other's native tongues,
We just have to make our own.

CH:
Can there be a language of love?
Can we acquire phrases of fire?
Can there be a language of love?
Can we learn to hear? Can we make things clear?
Can we cross our language barriers?
Can our comprehension reach?
Will we ever come to fluency
In our list'ning and our speech?

We listen; then we analyze,
Hypothesize, record.
It takes so long to fully learn
The meaning of one word.
We slowly build a trading-tongue,
And through its simple form
I speak to you, you understand,
Our hearts begin to warm.

CH:

And so our language will evolve
As more of each other we learn.
The more our sharing speech can grow,
The more our love can burn.
How could you ever part from me?
How could I ever lie?
We're the only two who could understand,
So our language must not die!

CH:

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