born in a dry season
wind and sand have blown through me
haven't found shade anywhere
only moments of relief
but sometimes i think i hear the thunder
somewhere on the horizon line
if i could just find a way to get under
the rain that can reach this soul of mine
Chorus
i pray for rain to come
and wash away what's made me numb
i pray for a ragging storm
to drown what's in me
and the rain comes in the nick of time
i swallow hard cause my throat's been dry
the rain comes beating on my skin
till I'm washed away - nothing left within
when the rain comes
Your rain comes
seasons have passed so quickly
since i felt that first big storm
