She Speaks The Language

If you’d tell me it’s real I can make an appeal To the controlling fragile child Let me speak. He won’t make sense Until we reach the consequence It’s voluntary like your smile As he quakes Now I know This must be love Now I know Now I know This, this must be love Now I know This must be love This must be love Oh When you dared me to feel When I made that appeal To the incorrigible child You stuffed his mouth with dirty rags And tied his head within a bag Pitch black and silken like your smile He’s silent… Now I know This must be love Now I know (oh) Now I know This, this must be love Now I know Little drops upon my cuffs (Little drops upon my cuffs) Let me know this must be love Red, red, drops upon my cuffs (Red, red, drops upon my cuffs) Let me know this must be love Now I know this must be... This must be love Now I know This must be love Now I know (oh) Now I know This, this must be love Now I know This must be love Little drops upon my cuffs (Little drops upon my cuffs) This must be love Let me know this must be love This must be love Red, red, drops upon my cuffs (Red, red, drops upon my cuffs) This must be love Let me know this must be love Now I know this must be... This must be love