Rain came down the other day
Came and washed my dreams away;
Now there's nothing left for me to say
Except for maybe goodbye
Now I'm wondering with this anger in my heart;
I can't release it, it's tearing me apart
So don't you talk to me, don't even start
'Cos you don't know the way I feel inside
Don't you tell me Jesus loves me
Don't you tell me that he cares;
Don't you tell me that he's been in my shoes
And he hears my prayers
So you find me in this dead-end street;
I've got no shoes, I feel the cold under my feet
All I want is some bread to eat
Just to keep me alive
So don't walk past and ignore my cries;
Turn around and look me in the eyes
How dare you criticise
When you don't know the way I feel inside?
Don't you tell me Jesus loves me
Don't you tell me that he cares
Don't you tell me that he's been in my shoes
And he hears my prayers
Rain came down the other day
Came and washed my dreams away;
Now there's nothing left for me to say
Except for maybe goodbye