Ride our minds
If you must
But there's always a line you don't cross
Time is short
Don't be cruel
Oh you don't know the power
In what you're saying
Oh ...
And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried

People where
I come from
They survive without feelings or blood
I never could
Was stoned to death
But I'm still living
So he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried

So he froze
And he looked, and he looked
To the ground
And he cried
He cried

This is a slow song, no doubt. And, at first, it seems to lack that Moz-charm to which we've usually surrendered in the past. Still, I think there's something we can collect here.
The song's lyrics are not all that complicated or mind-engaging. One further demonstration of Morrisey's profound, and recurrent, consciousness of human incompleteness. Just as stated in The Times interview, his is the "poetry of solitude".
If "I need you" are quite "simple" words, why then do they remain unheard of by the soul ? Being so damned famous, and such a big music symbol, could there have been no right "someone" put them forward ? Poor, darling Moz !
His true position might be that of Wide To Receive, but then again, is reality that alluring ? No. Perhaps we'll just always expect to get from Moz the same tricks, in order to convey strong emotions, and pretend that we're finally "living".
"But there's always a line you don't cross": He's big, and famous. Sure, but who's gonna give him an insight into the feeling of completeness for once ? You're great, but you're alone to rejoice in your greatness.
Love relations tend to eliminate all boundaries, and take us somewhere else, like out of this dirty world, right ? Could that be Moz's ever uncrossed line ?
And the whole song points to his incapability to move on from the fame-framed-state he's created himself (of course, it all fades out as we go back to Ammunition, where things seem otherwise ... pretending to be strong, once more).

"So he froze / And he looked, and he looked".
Stagnated. "Ok. you've made it, but how much of a better human being are you ? How happier are you these days ?". Questions which would wreck the most stifled nerves when directly addressed to one's soul.
It also makes me think of him finally crying as a baby and giving in to those tears: "he cried, and he cried" helplessly; recognizing not knowing what's going on (and what should be done). But, from what I've seen, none of us know, either. But that's not what we like hearing, we usually prefer to hear "I don't know, but it doesn't really matters at all ?"
A further quote from the Times article: "Like all significant artists, Morrissey discovered his themes at the very beginning of his career, and will probably spend a lifetime pursued by their insistent demands upon his writing." This song sure proves this right !
We can sum up very much all this with a few of Wilde's words:
"In the world there are only two tragedies. One is not to get what one wants, and the other is getting it."