~Three thirty in the morning
~Not a soul insight
~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 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 e 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

