Would the rain, the frozen rain Be as cold upon Your forehead As the tears that plough Your beaten face again Would the rain Could Your hands, Your broken hands
Pull Your coat around Your shoulder? Steel yourself against the weather of the day Could Your hands? Here I stand, just the same Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Here we go, winter long Like sun bleeds down the valley Or a black and oily river moves so slow Here we go Here I stand, just the same Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Here I stand, just the same Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Here I stand, just the same Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Here I stand, just the same Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Here I stand, just the same
Jesus, do Your hands still feel the rain? Feel the rain, feel the rain
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