To bring a record yield
 Five generations counting
 On his work out in these fields
 The only life he knows
 Is the soil that he tills
 And if the drought don't take it all
 He knows the banker will

 He's waiting for a rain of angels
 To turn these dusty acres
 Back to a fertle plain
 Reward him for his labor
 Put his life back in his hands
 He's waiting for a rain of angels

 Somewhere in the city
 In the hours before dawn
 She huddles in a doorway
 To dream her hunger gone
 Forgotten by the cold world
 Frightened by her own
 She sips a little whiskey
 To forget she is alone

 She's waiting for a rain of angels
 To lift her from the shadows
 To give her back her name
 Turn back all the pages
 Give her shelter from the storm
 She's waiting for a rain of angels

 And all the places where the battle lines are drawn
 When the bullets fly
 It doesn't matter what side you're standing on
 Give the farmer back his land
 Pull the helpless from the street
 Take the guns out of our hands
 And we will be within the angel's reach

 Call down through the ages
 Wash away the pain
 Only love will remain
 We're all waiting for
 Still waiting for a rain of angels

 Waiting for a rain of angels
 Waiting for a rain of angels
 Waiting for a rain of angels