Like a storm cloud gathering up
You scared away the prey but nurtured us with rain
Got an unplayed dartboard, an empty chair, an unread book
But I ain't got no hands on my shoulders, no voice that shook
Got flowers overflowing in my bathtub
But you know, I ain't got your love
I ain't got your love
Like a storm cloud gathering up
You scared away the prey but nurtured us with rain