Make It Rain

When the sins of my father
Weigh down in my soul
And the pain of my mother
Will not let me go Well I know there can come fire from the sky
Till we find the purest of kings
Even though I know this fire brings me pain
Even so, I’m just the same
Make it rain
Make it rain down Lord
Make it rain
Oh, make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain down Lord
Make it rain
Make it rain
The seed needs the water
Before it grows out of the ground
But it just keeps on getting hard
And the hunger more profound
Well I know there can come tears from their eyes
But they may as well be in vain
Even though I know these tears come with pain
Even so, I’m just the same
Make it rain
Make it rain down Lord
Make it rain
Oh, make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain down Lord
Just make it rain
Make it rain