I've drifted away from singer-songwriters in recent years, but it's worth taking the time to pay attention to the work of David Massengill. I picked up Massengill's 2006 We Will Be Together CD in a cutout bin a couple weeks ago. Here are the lyrics, as printed in the CD booklet:

Rainchild
(David Massengill, 2006)

There was a child out in the rain
And no one knew from where he came
He just appeared as heaven-sent
And he seemed happy and content

O'Brian's boy set out alone
In mind to fetch the milk cows home
A heavy rain, a grove of trees
There sat a child among the leaves

Rainchild, rainchild, rainchild

A red-haired child, small and fragile
Whose face was brightened by a smile
At first he thought it was a ghost
Come from a cemetery host

O'Brian's boy was full of fear
He ran off like a startled deer
At home he told of what he'd seen
A ghostly child upon the green

Rainchild, rainchild, rainchild

The parents wept to hear this tale
And they took up the search as well
Their own son died the age of three
Same as this child of mystery

They found him down where the quail run
Toddling toward the dimming sun
His hair and clothes weren't even damp
Was he left by a gypsy camp?

Rainchild, rainchild, rainchild

He'd gone to sleep in someone's lap
Awakened by a thunderclap
So many questions still remain
Sometimes a life is unexplained

Perhaps the hand of Providence
Had left him here in recompense
And so this child, prologue unknown
They loved him as their very own

Rainchild, rainchild, rainchild