Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Switchfoot
Künstler:in
Brent Kutzle
Gitarre
John Mark Painter
Schlagzeug
Tyler Spry
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brent Kutzle
Komponist:in
Jon Foreman
Komponist:in
Tim Foreman
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brent Kutzle
Produzent:in
The Foreman Brothers'
Produzent:in
John Nathaniel
Mischtechniker:in
Steve Wilmot
Ingenieur:in
Tyler Spry
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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 the language, love is your native tongue
[Verse 2]
Feel your heartbeat bang the drum
Open up your eyes and fill your lungs
The same word from where the stars are flung
Love is the language, love is your native tongue
[Verse 3]
My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 4]
My friend, where did we go wrong?
My love, we forgot a sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 5]
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(My native tongue)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(My native tongue)
[Verse 6]
Sing it to me, whisper into my ear
Accuser's voices start to disappear
In the wind, in the tongues of the flame
In my soul, in my one true name, oh
[Verse 7]
Before we learn 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 the language, love is your native tongue
[Verse 8]
My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 9]
My friend, where did we go wrong?
My love, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 10]
So sing it out, get loud, get louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah
Even when they tried to drown you out, yeah
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue
[Verse 11]
So sing it out, get loud
Get louder than the darkness and the doubts, yeah
Louder than the curses and the shouts, yeah
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue
[Verse 12]
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 13]
My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 14]
My friend, where did we go wrong?
My love, we forgot a sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
[Verse 15]
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(My native tongue)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 16]
I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows
[Verse 17]
I want the world to sing in her native tongue
Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows
[Verse 18]
I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows
[Verse 19]
I want the world to sing in her native tongue
Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows
Written by: Brent Kutzle, Jon Foreman, Tim Foreman