Pour Down - Natasha Kmeto

I understand

I could never be your man

Words, they come out

Deaf and blind

Yours to seek and never find

But I

I make it come down

Pour down like the rain

And I

I make it come down

Pour down like the rain

Footsteps heard from underground

Careful you don’t make a sound

Seek your numbers, make them god

False pretense divining rod

But I

I make it come down

Pour down like the rain

And I

I make it come down

Pour down like the rain

And I

I make it come down

Pour down like the rain

Who would you be

If no one told you to be

Who you should be

And how you should be

Who would you be

If no one told you to be

Who you should be

Who would you be

If no one told you to be

Who you should be

Or how you should be

Who would you be

If no one told you to be

Who you should be

Or how you should be

Who you should be

How you should be

Who you should be

I understand

I could never be your man

But I

I make it come down

Pour down like a rain

And I

I make it come down

Pour down like a rain

And I

I make it come down

Pour down like a rain

Like a rain

Like a rain

Like a rain, no