[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