Let Love Speak Up Itself

(Heaton/Rotheray)
Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bells 
Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itself 
Let love speak up itself 

So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your face 
Let it breathe into us and put you back in place 
Let it breathe, let it breathe 
From the day it came into us till the day it wants to leave 
For it will, it will go 
And it will not say goodbye just like it didn't say hello 
There will not be a send-off, a funeral or mass 
Just a pathetic little vodka from a dirty little glass 
'To the world's greatest mum 
From the oldest swinger in town' 

Let love speak up itself 
Let love speak up itself 
Let it rise up in the morning and take us for that walk 
Let it do the talking when we're too tired to talk 
When we're too tired to talk 

And when you feel unhappy that I'm not the one I was 
Let love rot inside and let love palm you off 
Let it rot, let it rot 
Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot 
In a knot, in a knot 
Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot 
Hang them from a cleaver and say 'Look what we've got 
A man and a woman and guess what they forgot' 
'To the world's greatest mum 
From the oldest swinger in town' 

Let love speak up itself