lyrics: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 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 Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Garth Brooks / Pat Alger
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