Rains Came

Marti Stevens, 1999

I'm addicted to reckless abandon
I see a great divide and I've got to stick my hand in
I'm a free bird that never learned how to fly
I went to school for years but was never taught why
I'm the lump in your throat, I'm the tear in your coat
I'm the telephone call when all you need is a note

And then the rains came down on me
And the wind whispered my name and set me free

I'm a prisoner of calculated neglect
I'm your fancy way of saying that you choose to forget
(Don't forget about me, baby)
I'm the burner on the stove that you might have left on
I'm the right turn you made that was wrong
I'm your words that get stuck, I'm your run out of luck
I'm your telephone call when all you need is a buck

And then the rains came down on me
And the wind whispered my name and set me free (down on me)
And the rains came, oh, down on me
And the wind whispered my name and set me free

And then the rains came down on me
And the wind whispered my name and set me free (down on me)
And the rains came down on me
And the wind whispered my name and set me free