Three-thirty
In the mornin'
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
Movin' 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 pacin'
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