The Thunder Rolls [Live]

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 movin' in He's headin' back from somewhere That he never should have been And the thunder rolls And the thunder rolls Didn't cross her window In a house across town She's pacin' by the telephone In her faded flannel gown Askin' for a miracle And 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 Every light is burnin' When he pulls into the drive She rushes out to hold him Thankful he's alive But on the wind and the 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 She runs back down the hallway And through the bedroom door She reaches for the pistol Kept in the dresser drawer Tells the lady in the mirror "He won't do this again" 'Cause tonight will be the last time She'll wonder where he's been 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 (Thank you, thank you very much) (Thank you) (That's awful nice of you, thank you) (Thank you) (This is a song that, ah, Sandy along with ah, my mom) (And my daughters, my sister, all the, uh, friends I've ever had in my life) (Uh, still and in the past that were woman) (Uh, were inspirations for this song)