Guess I wasn't the best one,
to ask me myself with my face pressed up against love's glass,
to see the shiny toy i've been hoping for, the one I never could afford, the wide world spins and spits turmoil,
and the nations toil for peace,
but the paws of fear upon my chest,
only love can soothe that beast,
and my words are paper tigers,
no match for the predator of pain inside her,
i say love will come to you,
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true,
as if i've offered up a crystal ball to look through,
where there's now one thiere will be two, i was born under the sign of cancer,
like brushing cloth i smooth the wringkles for an answer,
i close my eyes and wish you fine (i'm always closing my eyes wishing i'm fine) even though i know you're not this time (even though i'm not this time),
i say love will come to you,
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true,
as if i've offered up a crystal ball to look through,
where theres now one there will be two. dodging your memories a field of knives, always on the outside looking in on others lives,
i say love will come to you,
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true,
as if i've offered up a crystal ball to look through,
where there's now one,
they're will be two, and i wish her insight, to battle love's blindness,
strength from the milk of human kindness,
a safe place for all the pieces that scattered,
learn to pretend there's more than love that matters.