Make It Rain (The Voice Performance)

Koryn Hawthorne -Make It Rain

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 come fire from the sky

To refine the purest of kings

Even though

I know this fire brings me pain

Even so

And just the same

Make it rain

Make it rain down low

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down low

Make it rain

Make it rain

And let the clouds fill with thunderous applause

And let lightning be the veins

And fill the sky

With all that they can drop

When it's time

To make a change

Make it rain

Make it rain down low

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down low

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain