She's a child of the moon
And they say she dances to make it rain
To water the soul at every sundown
When my field's dry, yeah
My life spins, it starts to rain
She gifts her joy with no strings
And she does it, and does it again
When my field's dry, yeah
My life spins, it starts to rain
She gifts her joy with no in-, no interest
Come and take me, take me
Come and take me, take me
And they say you dance to make it rain
To water the soul at every sundown
You're hope, pretty woman
Don't let it stop raining
Don't let it stop raining