THREE THIRTY
IN THE MORNING
NOT A SOUL IN SIGHT
THE CITY'S LOOKIN'
LIKE A GHOST TOWN
ON A MOONLESS
SUMMER NIGHT
RAINDROPS
ON THE WINDSHIELD
THERE'S A STORM
MOVING IN
HE'S 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
SHE'S PACING
BY THE TELEPHONE
IN HER FADED
FLANNEL GOWN
ASKIN' FOR A MIRACLE
HOPIN' SHE'S NOT RIGHT
PRAYIN' IT'S
THE WEATHER
THAT'S 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
SHE'S WAITIN'
BY THE WINDOW
WHEN HE PULLS
INTO THE DRIVE
SHE RUSHES OUT
TO HOLD HIM
THANKFUL HE'S 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