My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful

But she's true like ice or fire

People carry roses

Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her


In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk over situations

Read books and repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall



Some speak of the future
My love she speaks softly

Knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all


Cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the hor!@&(

Even a pawn must hold a grudge

Statues made of matchsticks

Crumble into one another
My love winks she doesn't 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 blows cold and rainy
My love she's like some raven

At my window with a broken wing