No more I love yous

The Lover Speaks had the one album (same name) and this was the only [minor] hit song from the mid 80s. This song was later made famous by Annie Lennox (95), but in my view this is a far more passionately sung and arranged version.
The band was short-lived and comprised David Freeman and Joseph Hughes. Although slightly pretentious, the music is haunting yet melodic with goos strong vocals throughout. This was by far the best song and obvious single. Didn't get high in the charts, but then the mid-80s had many strong singles. However the song and album is in my view one of the best of this period in the 80s. David Freeman went on to many solo projects and writing songs for other artists.

to me this song means that she is totally over this person shes singing to. enough is enough (whatever it may be) and shes moving on

God ! when will these people understand this song was by The Lover Speaks and not Annie Lennox. Both are exceptionally sung but God ! when will these people understand this song was by The Lover Speaks and not Annie Lennox. Both are exceptionally sung but wow...my apologies Freeman and Hughes. \nMy Interpretation...\nThe first part of the song talks about how he used to be crazy for his lover. He loved her so bad that he was 'woebegone' even. However, as times changed his lover has turned away from him and he has tried hard for her to see him "My aching heart would bleed for you to see" kinda like how we do little things for them to see that we're hurting. But now, he has had the change of heart and does not sing 'buttonhole tunes'. He doesn't do things that make him hurt on purpose. For example, like us laying in bed at night listening to sad music to make us feel something. \n\nNo More I Love Yous\nHe has nothing else to say, he is over it \nThe language has left him because he has no one to say it to. I like to think that he has loved her so much, it became almost a crime to love someone so bad...so he was exiled. Events like these make us overlook love and never turn back.\n\nDesire and Despair...the monsters are feelings. Monsters and feelings scare but he isn't scared anymore. The language has left him

Is it possible to find a copy of the original song? I tried Ares.....no luck...

it's on soulseek.

God ! when will these people understand this song was by The Lover Speaks and not Annie Lennox. Both are exceptionally sung but wow...my apologies Freeman and Hughes. \nMy Interpretation...\nThe first part of the song talks about how he used to be crazy for his lover. He loved her so bad that he was \'woebegone\' even. However, as times changed his lover has turned away from him and he has tried hard for her to see him "My aching heart would bleed for you to see" kinda like how we do little things for them to see that we\'re hurting. But now, he has had the change of heart and does not sing \'buttonhole tunes\'. He doesn\'t do things that make him hurt on purpose. For example, like us laying in bed at night listening to sad music to make us feel something. \n\nNo More I Love Yous\nHe has nothing else to say, he is over it \nThe language has left him because he has no one to say it to. I like to think that he has loved her so much, it became almost a crime to love someone so bad...so he was exiled. Events like these make us overlook love and never turn back.\n\nDesire and Despair...the monsters are feelings. Monsters and feelings scare but he isn\'t scared anymore. The language has left him.

The person loved someone beyond what they could comprehend, unto madness (“lunatic from your precious face”). They truly suffered and found their beloved everywhere (even in “buttonhole tunes” to try to soothe their “aching heart,” the pain of not having the perfect union or any union at all to their beloved). They were haunted by this love for a significantly long time. They were so tortured they’d be sacrificing sleep, ease, and energy just unable to exit this state of longing. Intensely, they lost themselves in love and the unfulfilled desire for their person. It’d be overpowering and endless, they’d go into despair— crying all night, maybe. Feeling like no thing mattered, wouldn’t really live since they’d be swallowed by the strongest illusions: “so many monsters.” By that he means, the way the mind fixates on another. The strong emotions associated with deep but unrequited love. The labyrinths of pain , of anguish, of memory, of suppositions, of false hope, of attachment towards something that yields no reality but totally mired his being in a long torment he stayed in because of the accompanying pull of love (and/or limerence). And now (“But now”) finally he’s been reborn, he has been exiled by “the language” of love. He is now experiencing the freedom of detachment and composure. This illusion has finally lost its hold. Just as he was intense in loving pointlessly, he is intense in the disappearance of feeling, eloquently expressed. I don’t feel it’s pretentious. He probably had 50,000 songs and poems to pay ode to an indifferent lover at 3am circling endlessly in one of these 1) unrequited love that was never returned or 2) a former lover who lost interest or 3) something similar. So he says that very language which trapped him in the web or labyrinth of thought and rumination is fading by itself now. He finds himself peaceful exiled from a feeling so intense he never thought he could be free and now has another perspective, one of change. Time passed. He finally triumphed over very stormy feelings, it’s so different from what he once felt that he can’t really understand it. Compare the mechanical analysis of how he feels now “changes are shifting outside the words” to the poetics of the past “I used to be woebegone, … And so, restless nights.” At the core, the slight perhaps almost tráceles bitterness means he never truly got completely over the person. Very introspective about the entire ordeal. He finds the new freedom still hard to believe …. But though he would have tried to cling onto the love, he is gradually losing the ability to. It’s the “language “ —aka the entire way of existing— that took the love away from him. It’s still a process in progress. He isn’t fully exiled yet. Life and thought passed. It closed its own door. He didn’t set out to get over the person he once’s loved so madly. Life had to do it for him. He is noticing how it happens in present time. “Language is leaving me exiled.” And “Changes are shifting,” right now and every day. The “I love yous” were probably endless at the beginning, even if he never said the words— words are creation and his entire world was that love and its hopelessness and other sources of anguish. Now “I love yous” he is unable to say that , the intensity and constancy do not overflow. He has found stillness and is perhaps resigned and maybe a bit indifferent, but he still writes this… to celebrate it but also to understand it, because he was so used to his old feeling. And I conclude the latter part from the ups and downs in the music. It’s up to the listener to understand whether he truly is 100% over them or what. I think in the end life passed over him, and he was fortunate to find more neutrality towards such an experience of intense, unbearable love.