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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Switchfoot
Switchfoot
Performer
Brent Kutzle
Brent Kutzle
Guitar
John Mark Painter
John Mark Painter
Drums
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Kutzle
Brent Kutzle
Composer
Jon Foreman
Jon Foreman
Composer
Tim Foreman
Tim Foreman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brent Kutzle
Brent Kutzle
Producer
The Foreman Brothers'
The Foreman Brothers'
Producer
John Nathaniel
John Nathaniel
Mixing Engineer
Steve Wilmot
Steve Wilmot
Engineer
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Engineer

Lyrics

Sing to me baby in your native tongue Sing the words of the wise and the young Show me the place where your words come from Love is a language Love is your native tongue Feel your heart beat, bang the drum Open up your eyes and fill your lungs The same word from where the stars are flung Love is a language Love is your native tongue My heart is a beating drum My head in oblivion My soul such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue My friend, where did we go wrong? My Lord, we forgot our sound My soul, such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue Ooo oooh oooh oh (My native tongue) Ooo oooh oooh oh (My native tongue) Sing it to me, whisper into my ear Accusive voices start to disappear In the wind, in the tongues of the flame In my soul, in my one true name Oh Before we learned the words to start a fight Back before they told us that the haters were right He spoke the truth, let there be and there was Love is a language Love is your native tongue My heart is a beating drum My head in oblivion My soul such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue My friend, where did we go wrong? My Lord, we forgot our sound My soul such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue So sing it out, get loud, yeah Louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah Even when they try to drown you out, yeah Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue So sing it out, get loud, yeah Louder than the darkness and the doubts, yeah Louder than the curses and the shouts, yeah Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue Ooo oooh oooh oh Ooo oooh oooh ooh My heart is a beating drum My head in oblivion My soul such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue My friends, where did we go wrong? My Lord, we forgot our sound My soul such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue Ooo oooh oooh oh (My native tongue) Ooo oooh oooh oh I want the world to sing in our native tongue To sing it like when we were young Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows I want the world to sing in our native tongue Maybe we could learn to sing along To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows I want the world to sing in our native tongue To sing it like when we were young Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows I want the world to sing in our native tongue Maybe we could learn to sing along To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows
Writer(s): Brent Kutzle, Timothy David Foreman, Jonathan Mark Foreman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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