when it rains, it pours

we cry when it rains
and Im not one to talk
cause when its pouring out
I have an umbrella to take a walk
here it just sprinkles
while others handle storms
we have raincoats and rain boots
and they're struggling to keep warm
everyday its hailing
and while we go out and play
they're gathered on their knees
cause all they can do is pray
we cry when it rains
from the windows in our home
bored in our warm beds
while they have the wet streets to roam
and when the clouds finally part
and we face the beaming sun
they're thanking an unfair god
that their storm is finally done