Cold reality comes right down on me and I can`t shake it
Can`t tell when I`m hot, and I can`t tell when I`m not, I can`t take it.
I keep looking to the sky to give me a sign, to reassure me everything is fine
But nothing`s ever there, I act like I don`t care but I`m just faking it
I thought if I had faith, that I would not have to wait, but I was mistaken
But I keep believing and there`s not too much ain
And I still have everything to gain... So I
Pray for Rain, the sky is dry and so am I, so I
Pray for Rain, wonder when it will ever rain again and
I`m just like everyone, I try to live my life
Right on the borderline of what is wrong and what is right
Why don`t it rain ? Pray for rain
Monday in my bed I got rocks in my head and I can`t move it
Tuesday afternoon, are you back again so soon? I don`t believe it
When did all this dreaming become reality? When does it start hapenning to me
Maybe I`m just nervous, maybe I`m just scared
More than once I`ve wondered if I`m mentally impaired
For now I`m very happy, yes for now I`m more than pleased
But if I don`t see some clouds real soon, I might get on my knees
And Pray, for Rain