Irma la Douce: Our Language of Love

I know what I feel when you're near
 I know it each time you appear
 No point in declaiming an ode
 When we have our own special code
 No need to speak, no need to sing
 When just a glance means everything
 Not a word need be spoken
 In our language of love
 I'll touch your cheek, you'll hold my hand
 And only we will understand
 That the silence is broken
 By our language of love
 It's clear to you, it's clear to me
 This precious moment had to be
 Other moments outclassing
 Guardian angels are passing
 No words will do, no lips can say
 The tender meaning we convey
 "I love you" is unspoken
 In our language of love
 It's clear to you, it's clear to me
 This precious moment had to be
 Other moments outclassing
 Guardian angels are passing
 No words will do (no words will do)
 No lips can say (no lips can say)
 The tender meaning (the tender meaning) we convey
 "I love you" is unspoken
 In our language of love