Thunder Rolls - Garth Brooks

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
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 in 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
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
through the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
hidden in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won't do this again
Tonight'll be the last time
she'll wonder where he's been
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