Written by Bob Dylan. . My love, she speaks like silence. Without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful. But she's true, like ice, like fire.
Bob Dylan. . 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.
Seems like only yesterday. I left my mind behind. Down in the Gypsy Cafe. With a friend of a friend of mine. Who sat with a baby heavy on her knee. Yet spoke of life most free from slavery.
The festival was over, the boys were all planning for a fall,. The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall.. The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down,.
Long-distance operator,. Place this call, it's not for fun.. Long-distance operator,. Please, place this call, you know it's not for fun.. I gotta get a message to my baby,.
My parents raised me tenderly,. i was their only son.. my mind got mixed with ramblin'. when i was all so young,. and i left my home the first time. when i was twelve and one..
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine. Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?. People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall". You thought they were all kiddin' you.
Once upon a time you dressed so fine. You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?. People call, said, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall". You thought they were all kiddin' you.