by Dean Friedman



I know a girl, her hair is brown.

She wears her smile upside down



There's a little black cloud hanging over her head

No one can count the tears she's shed.

There's a little black cloud that follows her around

But I'm gonna keep her safe and sound. Safe and sound.



She acts so cool. I call her bluff.

'Cause I know she is full of love.

She thinks I'm crazy, I guess it's true.

Crazy in love with you.



There's a little black cloud hanging over her head

No one can count the tears she's shed.

There's a little black cloud that follows her around

But I'm gonna keep her safe and sound. Safe and sound.



Alone in a corner, she looks so sad.

Must have been a difficult time she had.

One of these days, the skies will clear

And that little cloud will disappear.



There's a little black cloud hanging over her head

No one can count the tears she's shed.

There's a little black cloud that follows her around

But I'm gonna keep her safe and sound. Safe and sound.