Three thirty in the morning Not a soul insight 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 new perfume blows And the lightnin flashes in her eyes And he knows that she knows 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 She runs back down the hallway To the bedroom door She reaches for the pistol Kept in the dresser drawer Tells the lady in the mirror He wont do this again Cause tonight will be the last time Shell wonder where hes been
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 16:24:51 +0000
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