Creators Of Rain

|A |C#m |Bm |E | A C#m Bm E In the beginning land was stained, parched by the sun, deserts and plains. A C#m Bm E Then the creators of the land created rain. A C#m Bm E I was that barren wasted land. I was too weak to stand. A C#m Bm E Then the creators of rain created you. A C#m Bm E High on a mountain, growing there, land was plenty, trees were rare. A C#m Bm E Then the creators of rain created air. A C#m Bm E I was that mountain, growing there. My life was empty, nothing there. A C#m Bm E Then the creators of air created you. Bm A Bm C#m There would be no land, no seas, Bm C#m Bm E no plants, no trees, no life for me without you. |A |C#m |Bm |E | A C#m Bm E Life had forgot the caring of dreams that were lost to fade above. A C#m Bm E Then the creators of rain created love. A C#m Bm E I was that dream that life had made. To search in endless hope and faith. A C#m Bm E A C#m Bm E A Then the creators of love created you, created you, created you for me.