Foy Vance
Make it Rain
When the sins of my father
Weigh down in my soul
And the pain of my mother

Oh it will not let me go
Well I know there can come fire from the sky
To refine the purest of kings
Even though
I know this fire brings me pain
Even so
And just the same

Make it rain, make it rain down on me
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain down on me
Make it rain, make it rain

The seed needs the water
To grow up from the ground
But it just keeps on getting harder
And the hunger more profound
Well I know there can come tears from the eyes
But they may as well be in vain
Cuz even though I know these tears cause me pain
Even so
And just the same
Make it rain, make it rain down on me
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, rain down on me
Make it rain, make it rain
Oh, he eh

Now the seas fill with water
That stops by the shore
It's like the riches of grandeur
Oh they never reach the port
So let the sky fill with thunderous applause
And let lightning be the veins
To fill the sky with all that they can drop
When it's time to make a change

Make it rain, make it rain down on me
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain down
Make it rain
Make it rain

Make it rain
Please Lord