Lletres: Morrissey. Years of Refusal. Black Cloud.

The one I love is standing near
The one I love is everywhere
And I can woo you, I can amuse you
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine

Black cloud, black cloud

The one I love roosts in the mind
Can snap this spell or increase hell
I can chase you and I can catch you
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine

Black cloud, black cloud
Oh, black cloud, oh, black cloud

I play the game of favorites now
I can, I must, I will, I do
And I can please you or I can freeze you out
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine

Black cloud, black cloud
Black cloud

I can choke myself to please you
And I can sink much lower than usual
But there's nothing I can do to make you mine