I can feel the sun beating on my face
And my feet are covered with the burning sand
My Garden of Eden has been replaced
By the drought that comes with the desert land

No fruit trees and no river bends
You can walk miles and see no sign of life
But I still believe this drought will end
Even if there are no clouds in sight

Like a hard rain, in a dry town
You bring life to, this dead ground
And You are hope for this run down
Old dry town

Sometimes I run so far from you
Sometimes I trade my joy for pain
Sometimes I know what I should do
But to follow through I need your strength


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