ELIZABETH HOPKIN

The Rain

 

Our summer land so vast and dry, the fires come, nowhere to hide

Hell will take hold without the rain, we'll fight with sweat through the tears and pain

 

We need a cool, cool change, we need the wet desperately

We need a cool, cool change, we are desperate for the rain

 

The fires rage from bad to worse, through sunburnt land, our windswept curse

We need the rain to quench this thirst, and in time the rain will bring rebirth

 

We need a cool, cool change, we need the wet desperately

We need a cool, cool change, we are desperate for the rain

 

The wind it whips, the thunder rolls, the lightning strikes, the storm unfolds

The green, turned brown, turned red, turned black, in time the rain will bring it back

 

We need a cool, cool change, we need the wet desperately

We need a cool, cool change, we are desperate for the rain

 

Copyright. Original song by Elizabeth Hopkin, January 2013