Rain Dance

Talkin' to myself
Ideas and images covered with dust
Memories well-worn from constant use
Stained by loneliness and lust
Heaping on my heart abuse
Somebody tell me, what's the use?
Somebody tell me
Somebody tell me, what's the use?

Wet-walking in the streaming rain
Hair stuck to my head like my thoughts
Regrets half-felt, and sin half-loved
What have I bought?
Drops coming down on my face
And on the rooftops
But they don't reach inside me
I say faith is just for fools
Somebody tell me, what's the use?
Oh...

Love, cold and wet against my skin
Where do you end? How do you begin?
I'm so lost, in a world without Your breath
Afraid of being touched without tenderness
Needing Your fire, fearing Your flame
Could I surrender, waiting for the rain?
Streaming rain, come on, rain
Lord, send Your rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, oh...

Come on, rain

Rain, rain, rain

Ooh, come on, rain

Lord, I need Your rain