make it rain (live at austin city limits)
h.e.r.
when the sins of my father
and the pain of my mother
i know there can come fire from the sky
to refine the purest of kings
and even though i know this fire brings me pain
and the seed needs the water
'fore it grows out of the ground
it just keeps on getting harder
and the hunger more profound
i know they can't count tears from the eyes
and even though i know these tears come with pain