Fix Songtext
von Peter La Grand

He said it′s gonna rain yes and I believe it
It ain't so rare around here this time of year
I can always use an excuse to feel like I do
A reason to keep my eyes on the pavement
When I have to leave the room

And I hope this time it′s something more
Forty days and forty nights won't be enough to soothe my soul
I hope the heavens open wide
And pour out enough to flood this city for miles


They say your luck will turn when you least expect it
I haven't expected much of anything since they took my kids away
I could use something good to fix this hell that I′m in
Yeah I′m guilty of all that judge put on his list

Right now I need something more
Forty days and forty nights ain't enough to soothe my soul
I wish the heavens would open wide
And pour out enough to flood this city for miles

Someday these worries will be naught but a memory
And the hardness of pity, well it softens with a walk to that corner

Yes, it′s gonna rain and I expect it
It ain't so rare around here this time of year