Every time I pray
The fear of failure pours down on me
Once my heart is strained
I never feel like going out
People call and say
They wish that they could come and help me
I tell them I'm ok
And crawl back in my bedThere's not much left to do but pray for rain
We could use a storm of two every dayYou don't comprehend
The slightest things that might affect me
World keeps marching on
And I can't help but get upset
Left here by myself
There's no tears that will be falling
Nothing more than dirt and dust
Nothing left at allI don't know who what else to do but pray for rain
I could write a song for you to ease the strain
There's not much left to do but pray for rain
We could use a storm or two every dayI need you, release me
Make me feel again, pray for rainI need you, release me
Make me feel again, pray for rainI need you, release me
Make me feel again, pray for rainI need you, release me
Make me feel again, pray for rain
Songwriters
Bob MouldPublished by
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