G Em Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bellsAm C G Em Am Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itselfC G Em Am Let love speak up itselfG C Am G So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your faceC G Am G Let it breathe into us and put you back in placeC G Let it breathe, let it breatheC Am G From the day it came into us 'till the day it wants to leaveC G For it will, it will goC G Am G And it will not say good-bye just like it didn't say helloF There will not be a send-off, a funeral or massC Just a pathetic little vodka from a dirty little glassAm "To the world's greatest mumG C From the oldest swinger in town"G Em Am Let love speak up itselfC G Em Am Let love speak up itselfG Em Let it rise up in the morning and take us for a walkAm C G Em Am Let it do the talking when we're to tired to talkC G When we're too tired to talkC Am G And when you feel unhappy that I'm not the one I wasC G Am G Let love rot inside and let love palm you offC G Let it rot, let it rotC Am G Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knotC G In a knot, in a knotC G Am G Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knotF Hang them from a cleaver and say "Look what we've gotC A man and a woman and guess what they forgot"Am "To the world's greatest mumG C From the oldest swinger in town"G Let love speak up itself.
Let Love Speak For Itself
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