You don't bring me showers
All my crops are dying
You hardly bring rain anymore
When you do it doesn't pour
And it hasn't since last May

I remember when
You couldn't wait to flood me
Used to hate to miss me
Now after waiting all day and night
When my yield's good for me
With a bountiful delight
Now you just pass me over
With not a drop in sight
And you don't bring me showers anymore

It used to be so natural
To talk about the weather
But "used to be's" aren't forecast anymore
The predictions are so poor
'Til my crops wither away

And nature, I remember
All the things you brought me
I learned how to plant
I learned how to grow
Well, I learned how to harvest
Even learned how to sow
You'd think I could learn
How to tell by a clear sky
'cause you don't bring me showers anymore