Bob Dylan – Love Minus Zero chords

I've attempted to improve Ren Babcock's version.  Not that it's perfect but this 
is what I could come up with.  
The song is transcribed from a live version found on 'No Direction Home'.
Love this song, it's amazing, beyond words. :) Hope you like it. 


Capo 4th Fret


Intro: C (or Csus2 C Csus4 C) 

   C                             G  FMy love she speaks like silence,
                  C         G  FWithout ideals or violence,
                              C     She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
          Dm         F         G7Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
C                   G  FPeople carry roses,
                     C      G  FMake promises by the hours,
                            CMy love she laughs like the flowers,
     F     G7    CValentines can't buy her.


       C                             G  FIn the dime stores and bus stations,
                   C       G  FPeople talk of situations,
                      CRead books, repeat quotations,
        Dm       F      G7Draw conclusions on the wall.
C                         G  FSome speak of the future,
                   C       G  FMy love she speaks softly,
                                  CShe knows there's no success like failure
         F            G7         CAnd that failure's no success at all.


    C                         G  FThe cloak and dagger dangles,
                 C        G  FMadams light the candles.
                     CIn ceremonies of the horsemen,
         Dm        F      G7Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
C                             G  FStatues made of match sticks,
                   C      G  FCrumble into one another,
                            CMy love winks, she does not bother,
              F       G7          CShe knows too much to argue or to judge.


    C                            G  FThe bridge at midnight trembles,
                   C        G  FThe country doctor rambles,
                        CBankers' nieces seek perfection,
                  Dm         F        G7Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
C                             G  FThe wind howls like a hammer,
                         C      G  FThe night blows cold and rainy,
                        CMy love she's like some raven
      F             G7     CAt my window with a broken wing.