| There is a Word that i recall
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| It didn’n mean that much at all
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| It was the language that no one spoke
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| It was dying without hope
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| No one’s talking 'bout
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| No one’s talking 'bout
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| And when it’s spoken without passion
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| Like something common something plain
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| Oh everyday we abuse it
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| So much harder to reclaim
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| No one’s talking 'bout
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| No one’s talking 'bout
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| Then someone made the connection
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| We should have konwn it from the start
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| This word to us means nothing
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| Unless spoken from the heart
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| From the heart
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| Bring back the revolution of love
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| Bring bank the revolution of love |