Make It Rain (The Voice Performance)

When the sins of my father Weigh down in my soul And the pain of my mother Will not let me go Well I know there can come fire from the sky To purify pure as the canes Even though I know this fire brings me pain Even so And just the same Make it rain Make it rain down low Make it rain Make it rain So let the claps fill with thunderous applause And let thy death be the veins And fill the sky With all that they can drop When it's time To make a change Make it rain Make it rain down low Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain down low Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain