Georgia Rain

When all my dreams are fallin' on stony ground and I start wonderin' why I'm even around, can't find the sunshine anywhere, Jessie puts her arms around me and runs her fingers through my hair. And Jessie sings soft as the Georgia rain coming down easy on a windowpane. And Jessie sings warm as a late night summer breeze hummin' some faraway tune to the willow trees. And life is everything God meant it to be when Jessie's singing soft as the Georgia rain to me. She calls me angel and says, "Let me dry your eyes. You mean by now you still don't realize that everything I want is what I got, so angel stop your thinkin' 'bout all the things your not."