Help Pour Out the Rain (Lacey's Song)

La-da-da-da, dee-dee-dee-dee-dee The moment was Custom-made to order I was ridin' with my daughter On our way back from Monroe And like children do She started playin' 20 questions But I never would've guessed one Could touch me to my soul She said, "Daddy, when we get to Heaven Can I taste the Milky Way? Are we goin' there to visit Or are we goin' there to stay? Am I gonna see my grandpa? Can I have a pair of wings? And do you think that God could use another angel To help pour out the rain?" La-da-da-da, dee-dee-dee-dee-dee Well, I won't lie I pulled that car right over And I sat there on the shoulder Tryin' to dry my misty eyes And I whispered, "Lord I wanna thank You for my children 'Cause Your innocence that fills them Often takes me by surprise" Like, "Daddy, when we get to Heaven Can I taste the Milky Way? Are we goin' there to visit Or are we goin' there to stay? Am I gonna see my grandpa? Can I have a pair of wings? And do you think that God could use another angel To help pour out the rain?" Well, I thought about it later on And a smile came to my face And when I tucked her into bed I got down on my knees and prayed "Lord, when I get to Heaven Can I taste the Milky Way? I don't wanna come to visit 'Cause I'm comin' home to stay And I can't wait to see my family And meet Jesus face to face And do You think, Lord, You could use another angel To help pour out the rain?" Mmm, can I help pour out the rain? Oh Can I help pour out the rain? La-da-da-da, dee-dee-dee-dee