The Language

Sometimes I can’t tell if we are spinning like a planet or circling round and round and round the deep dark drain
But I know I have found the partner who can make this crummy old apartment feel just like a palace in Spain
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home
You tell me you don’t know how you feel yet, I’ll let you in on a little secret – sooner or later you just might decide to love
Stay together long enough you’ve got to find a way to let go of what you oughta do sit back down quiet and hear what they’re afraid of
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home, never felt more at home