"The Language of Love"

The language of love is a mystery,

A song that's sung in silence, softly.

It's the way you look at me,

The way you hold my hand.

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It's the way you say my name,

The way you touch my face.

It's the way you understand,

The way you take my place.

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It's the way you make me feel,

The way you lift me up.

It's the way you're always real,

The way you fill my cup.

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The language of love is a poem,

A story that's told in your eyes.

It's the way you make me feel,

The way you make me whole.

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So let's speak the language of love,

Let's sing it loud and clear.

For in this world, it's all we've got,

This love, it's all we need.