prayin’ for rain these months gone by
skies cloud over – i wonder why
how could you force these storms on me
when you knew – i was not ready

so i call it a curse though it’s blessing
i suppose i’m trying to keep you guessing
when will i learn that i’m playing with fire
when i get burned by my desires?

you are all powerful, all places
all knowing in all ways
i am – i’m almost forgetting
you can hear me
when i pray

echoes around this cold stone place
have me chasing a dream at a snails pace
but i wash my hands of all my deeds
all cleaned up i offer you my list of needs

i find you there you hide i seek
i hope you can’t see my sincerity’s weak
a God i should praise – a God I should serve
instead i just whine, what do i deserve

on my knees this time for real
afraid to say please – for how you’d feel