That summer:



I went to work for her that summer

A teenage kid so far from home

she was a lonely widowed woman

hell-bent to make it on her own

we were a thousand miles from no where

wheat fields as far as eye could see

both needing something from each other

not knowing yet what that might be

till she came to me one evening

hot cup of coffee and a smile

in a dress that I was certain

she hadn't worn in quite a while

there was a difference in her laughter

there was a softness in her eye

and on the air there was a hunger

even a boy could recognize



chorus:

she had a need to feel the thunder

to chase the lightning from the sky

to watch the storm with all its wonder

raging in her lover's eye

she had to ride the heat of passion

like a comet burning bright

rushing head long in the wind

now where only dreams had been

burning both ends of the night



that summer wind was all around me

nothing between us but the night

when I had told her that I never

she softly whispered thats all right

and then I watched her hands of leather

turn to velvet in a touch

there's never been another summer

when I have ever learned so much



chorus:

we had a need to feel the thunder

to chase the lighning from the sky

to watch the storm with all its wonder

raging in each other's eye

we had to ride the heat of passion

like a comet burning bring

rushing head long in the wind

now where only dreams had been

burning both ends of the night



I often think about that summer

the sweat the moonlight and the lace

I have rarely held another

when I haven't seen her face

every time I pass a wheat field

watch it dancing in the wind

although I know it isn't real

I just can't help but feel

her hungry arms again



chorus ~ (she)



rushing head long in the wind

now where only dreams had been

burning both ends of the night