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 I pray for rain to come And wash away what has made me numb I pray for a raging 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 Your rain comes Your rain comes Seasons have pa**ed so quickly Since I felt that first big storm Still there have been times of drought When I've prayed for the clouds to form And I often hear the thunder And I know of its coming rain Many times in my life I'll kneel under The moving showers that brought this change I pray for rain to come And wash away what has made me numb I pray for a raging 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 Your rain comes Your rain comes I pray for rain to come And wash away what will make me numb I pray for a raging 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 Your rain comes Your rain comes