Love Minus Zero

The Walker Brothers

My love, she speaks like silence
 Without ideals or violence.
 She doesn't have to say she's faithful
 Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
 People carry roses
 And make promises by the hours
 My love 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.
 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.

 My love, she speaks like silence
 Without ideals or violence.
 She doesn't have to say she's faithful
 Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
 People carry roses
 And make promises by the hours
 My love laughs like the flowers
 Valentines can't buy her.
 Valentines can't buy her.
 Valentines can't buy her.