Tekster: XTC. I Can't Own Her.

And I may as well wish for the moon in hand

I own this river, I own this town
All of its climbers and its winos sliding down

But I can't own her and I never will
No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill
Taken with rain
'Til the gutter shines like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky

I've got all morning, I've got all year
It's down in my pocket with the daylight folded there

But I can't own her and I never will
No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill
Taken with rain
How I'd wash her hair like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky

And when I say I can't own her
I don't mean to buy her
It's nothing at all to do with money
I simply want her in my arms
Forever more, is that an odd request?
Is that something so funny?

And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
As there's more chance of that coming true

But I can't own her and I never will
No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill

So I can't own her
Of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her
And I never will
And she's the one thing that you just can't have
No I can't own her
Of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her
And that's a bitter pill
And she's the one thing that you just can't have
Taken with rain
Which I swallow down with the swirling sky
With the swirling sky

But I can't own her
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
No I can't own her
As there's more chance of that coming true