Love Minus Zero, No Limit
Ton : DEnglish
My loDve, she speaks like silenceA G
Without ideals or vioDlenceA
SGhe doesn't have to say she's faiDthful
Yet she's trEm7ue like ice, like firAe A6 A7
PeDople carry rosesA G
And make promises by the hoDur A
MGy love she laughs like the flDowers
ValeEmntines cA7an't buyD her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Some speak of the future
My love, she speaks softly
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all
The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge
The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers'nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
The wind howls like a hammer
The night wind blows cold n'rainy
My love, she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing