Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt McAndrew
Matt McAndrew
Performer
Paul Mirkovich
Paul Mirkovich
Keyboards
Justin Derrico
Justin Derrico
Guitar
Sasha Krivtsov
Sasha Krivtsov
Bass
Nate Morton
Nate Morton
Drums
Eric Daniels
Eric Daniels
Keyboards
Dory Lobel
Dory Lobel
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Foy Vance
Foy Vance
Songwriter
Paul Mirkovich
Paul Mirkovich
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Appleberry
Bill Appleberry
Producer
Tim Harkins
Tim Harkins
Recording Engineer
Brian Dong
Brian Dong
Engineer

Letras

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't come fire from the sky
To refine the purest of canes
Even though I know this fire brings me pain
Even so, it's just the same
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
The seed needs the water for it grow out of the ground
It just keeps getting harder, the hunger more profound
Let the clouds fill up with thunderous applause
The lightning be the veins
Fill that sky with all that they can draw
When it's time to make a change
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
The world's full of water
Stops by the shore
Just like the riches of grandeur
It never reach the port
Let the clouds fill with thunderous applause
The lightning be the veins
Fill the sky with all that they can draw
And when it's time to make a change
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Oh make it rain, make it rain down, oh
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain
Written by: Foy Vance
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