| Fellow traveler, what country is this?
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| Where the border is desire and the passport is a kiss
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| I have traveled far and wide to find someone like you
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| But tellin' you the way I feel is something I can’t do
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| So won’t you teach me the language of love?
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| Speak to me of a million things lover’s dreams are made of
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| Tell me without words the sweetest things I’ve ever heard
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| And teach me the language of love
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| Back where I come from, I’ve got plenty to say
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| But when I am around you, all the words just slip away
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| It’s not that I’m unhappy, it’s not that I’m so shy
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| It’s just that I am speechless when I look into your eyes
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| So won’t you teach me the language of love?
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| Speak to me of a million things lover’s dreams are made of
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| And tell me without words the sweetest things I’ve ever heard
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| And teach me the language of love
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| Got no dictionary, got no traveler’s guide
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| I’d be lost without you standin' right here by my side
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| It’s all so exciting, it all seems so new
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| But once I learn the language, I’m gonna try it out on you
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| So won’t you teach me the language of love?
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| Speak to me of a million things lover’s dreams are made of
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| And tell me without words the sweetest things I’ve ever heard
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| And teach me the language of love (Language of love)
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| Speak to me of a million things lover’s dreams are made of
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| Tell me without words the sweetest things I’ve ever heard
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| And teach me the language of love |