Love Will Come to You" is an Emily Saliers song, probably written in
heart." The specific version I'm transcribing is from Provincetown,
the summer of 1991. She sums it up as "words of advice to a broken
Mass, on 28 July 1991. Love Will Come To You
Guess I wasn't the best one to ask
Me, myself, with my face pressed up against the watchglass
I see the tiny toy I've been hoping for
The one I never can afford The wide world spins and spits turmoil
And the nations toil for peace
Only love can soothe that beast
But the paws of fear upon your chest
So my words, like paper tigers
No match for the predator of pain inside her. Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
I say love will come to you
Where there's now one, there will be two.
As if I offered up a crystal ball to look through Like brushing cloth, I smoothe the wrinkles for an answer
I was born under the sign of Cancer
And I close my eyes and wish you fine
Even though I know you're not, this time. Because you dream about a place where you can't feel a thing
Dodging memories, you'll feel the knives
You're holding onto God and swinging by a tiny string
Always on the outside looking into other's lives.
I say love will come to you Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
As if I offered up a crystal ball to look through
where there's now one, there will be two.
I wished her insight to battle love's blindness Strength from the milk of human kindness
A safe place for all the pieces that scatter
Learn to pretend there's more than love that matters.
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