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