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