Besedila: Tracy Chapman. Let It Rain.

Let it rain
As I walk these streets unknown
To no one named
Not even myself
When I?m low

Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

Let it go
No mother no father no home
Forget as all others
Have forgotten
When I?m alone

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

Let it come
Love that lifts me up
Pain that brings me down
Everything I?d ever want and don?t
When I?m not strong

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

Let it rain
Let it flood these streets and wash me away
To where it makes no difference who I am
Or what the future holds
When I don?t know

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most