Natasha Kmeto Pour Down
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
