Make Rain - Super700

If I were you

I’d go out there and make rain

I’d go out there and make rain

for me

The rob sings of many times

out in the woods his story life

he cries, he cries

once lost is hard to pretty bird

playin' bround the ground of a noble too

he asks she blood the.

he see

when in hell of over trees

among old friends of Mary Feast

through grows and.

a ghost to take

the smiles, the jokes the.

so much sunshine too much sunshine

If I were you

I’d go out there and make rain

I’d go out there and make rain

for me

and if we are all the same

we’d go out there and make rain

we’d go out there and make rain

for you

If I were you

I’d go out there and make rain

I’d go out there and make rain

for you, for you,

for you

for you

for you