[00:04.21]My love she speaks like silence
[00:08.21]Without ideals or violence
[00:12.21]He doesn't have to say he's faithful
[00:15.21]Yet he's true, like ice, like fire
[00:20.21]People carry roses
[00:24.21]And make promises by the hours
[00:28.21]My love he laughs like the flowers
[00:31.21]Valentines can't buy her
[00:38.21]In the dime stores and bus stations
[00:42.21]People talk of situations
[00:45.21]Read books, repeat quotations
[00:50.21]Draw conclusions on the wall
[00:55.21]Dont speak of the future
[00:59.21]My love he speaks softly
[01:02.21]He knows there's no success like failure
[01:06.21]And that failure's no success at all
[01:13.21]The cloak and dagger dangles
[01:17.21]Madams light the candles
[01:21.21]In ceremonies of the horsemen
[01:25.21]Even the pawn must hold a grudge
[01:30.21]Statues made of match sticks
[01:34.21]Crumble into one another
[01:38.21]My love winks, he does not bother
[01:42.21]He knows too much to argue or to judge
[02:22.21]The bridge at midnight trembles
[02:27.21]The country doctor rambles
[02:32.21]Bankers' nieces seek perfection
[02:35.21]Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
[02:42.21]The wind howls like a hammer
[02:45.21]The night blows rainy
[02:49.21]My love he's like some raven
[02:54.21]At my window with a broken wing

My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
He doesn't have to say he's faithful
Yet he's true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hours
My love he laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Dont speak of the future
My love he speaks softly
He 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 match sticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, he does not bother
He 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 rainy
My love he's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing