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I'm a desert and you're my rain; Longing for you are my dried sands— dehydrated ever since.
To you I called out; Like a frog wanting rain, I croaked out your name.
My heart seeks your presence, yet it was me that was far away.
I'm a desert, you're my rain; Drench my sands with your words our Living Water— if you'll let me have it, even under this scorching heat, emptiness— no longer will I feel it.
My love, my God; I'm a desert. Your words are my rain. Please pour your words down, As I'm feeling drained. Fill our empty souls with your love, for only in you we'll feel alive.
