That Summer

I went to work for her that summerA teenage kid so far from homeShe was a lonely widow womanHell-bent to make it on her ownWe were a thousand miles from nowhereWheat fields as far as I could seeBoth needing something from each otherNot knowing yet what that might beTil she came to me one eveningHot cup of coffee and a smileIn a dress that I was certainShe hadnt worn in quite a whileThere was a difference in her laughterThere was a softness in her eyesAnd on the air there was a hungerEven a boy could recognizeShe had a need to feel the thunderTo chase the lightning from the skyTo watch a storm with all its wonderRaging in her lovers eyesShe had to ride the heat of passionLike a comet burning brightRushing headlong in the windNow where only dreams have beenBurning both ends of the nightThat summer wind was all around meNothing between us but the nightWhen I told her that Id neverShe softly whispered thats alrightAnd then I watched her hands of leatherTurn to velvet in a touchTheres never been another summerWhen I have ever learned so much