Tom: C
C
My love she speaks like silence,
FC
Without ideals or violence,
FC
doesn't have to say she's faithful,
DmG7G11G7
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.C
People carry roses,FC
make promises by the hours,
FC
My love she laughs like the flowers,DmG11C
Valentines can't buy her.
In the dime stores and bus stations,