Love Will Come to You" is an Emily Saliers song, probably written in

the summer of 1991. She sums it up as "words of advice to a broken

heart." The specific version I'm transcribing is from Provincetown,

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

But the paws of fear upon your chest

Only love can soothe that beast

So my words, like 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 offered up a crystal ball to look through

Where there's now one, there will be two.



I was born under the sign of Cancer

Like brushing cloth, I smoothe the wrinkles for an answer

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

You're holding onto God and swinging by a tiny string

Dodging memories, you'll feel the knives

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