Turtles - Love minus zero

My ^Dlove she speaks like silence,^G Without ideals or ^Dviolence,^G She doesn't have to say she's ^Dfaithful, Yet she's ^Emtrue, like ^Gice, like ^Afire.^Asus4

^DPeople carry roses,^G And make promises by the ^Dhours,^G My love she laughs like the ^Dflowers, ^EmValen^Atines can't ^Dbuy her.^{D Dsus2 D Dsus4}

The ^Dbridge at midnight trembles^G, The country doctor ^Drambles,^G Bankers' nieces seek per^Dfection, Expecting ^Emall the gifts that ^Gwise men ^Abring.^Asus4

The ^Dwind howls like a hammer,^G The night blows cold and ^Drainy^G, My love she's like some ^Draven At my ^Emwindow with ^Aa broken ^Dwing.^Dsus4

In the ^Ddime stores and bus stations,^G People talk of situ^Dations,^G Read books, repeat quo^Dtations, Draw conc^Emlusions ^Gon the ^Awall.^Asus4

^DSome speak of the future,^G My love she speaks ^Dsoftly,^G

She knows there's no success like ^Dfailure And that ^Emfailure's ^Ano success at ^Dall.^Dsus4

^EmAhhh ^Gahhh ^Dahhh ^EmAhhh ^Gahhh ^Aahhh