Letras
The sky is turning cold
As the winds begin to blow
The night the prophets told the clouds
To brew and gather close
That stories of the saints
Tell the tales of dead bones raised
The intercessions stir and wake up
Fire and the rain
(Oh-oh)
Oh, whoa-whoa
(Oh)
The bride is rising up
She's been waiting long enough
The lamps are lit, let the trumps begin
Oh, come, Lord Jesus, come
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come
(Oh-oh)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (oh)
Ooh, yeah
Things are 'bout to change (oh)
The Earth is gonna shake
'Cause every knee will hit the ground
And proclaim that Jesus reigns
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come (yeah)
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come
The fire and the rain
The fire and the rain
Are coming down
Coming down to beckon for the day
The fire and the rain
The fire and the rain
Are coming down
Coming down to beckon for the day
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come
Come, Lord Jesus, Jesus come, yeah
Come, Lord Jesus
Oh, we need you, need you
Oh-oh, Jesus come