Give Me Rain
When we kiss I taste the back side of your brain
I feel your pain
I see your future.
I see your future.
When we talk I taste the metal on your tongue
your sugar lungs
I know your culture.
I know your culture.
If you give me rain and a little bit of shelter,
I’ll raise a garden to take away your hunger.
When you cry I see the little girl you were
I speak to her
I learn her secrets.
I learn her secrets.
When you sing I hear the language of your dreams
and now it seems
that I can speak it.
Yes I can speak it.
If you give me rain and a little bit of shelter,
I’ll raise a garden to take away your hunger.
I touch your skin like it’s a rotary phone,
I read your breathing like it’s Rolling Stone,
be my tattoo I’ll put you on like glue.
If you give me rain and a little bit of shelter,
I’ll raise a garden to take away your hunger.
I’ll give you summer to get us through the winter.
I’ll be the one who understands your culture.
Autor(es): Silas Durocher