The Thunder Rolls

Three thirty in the morning

Not a soul in sight

The citys lookin like a ghost town

On a moonless summer night

Raindrops on the windshield

Theres a storm moving in

Hes headin back from somewhere

That he never should have been

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

Every light is burnin

In a house across town

Shes pacin by the telephone

In her faded flannel gown

Askin for miracle

Hopin shes not right

Prayin its the weather

Thats kept him out all night

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

The thunder rolls

And the lightnin strikes

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night

As the storm blows on

Out of control

Deep in her heart

The thunder rolls

Shes waitin by the window

When he pulls into the drive

She rushes out to hold him

Thankful hes alive

But on the wind and rain

A strange e new perfume blows

And the lightnin flashes in her eyes

And he knows that she knows

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

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The thunder rolls

And the lightnin strikes

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night

As the storm blows on

Out of control

Deep in her heart

The thund