Pretty cloud, don’t cry.I see a darkness in you.Rains bring flowers, butI’d rather see the sparkle through you.  Sunshine or moonlight,Still shining through night.Radiant smile, snow white.Yet, there’s still a darkness in you. Cher flower, don’t cry.There’s a darkness in the sky.Grey clouds are coming,Comely flower, don’t die! Cloud darkened days,Turn sunlit nights.I suppose then,A few things are true: Contradictions abound,Cycles come ’round.You likely need me;I’d die without you.