If we can sing with the wind song Chant with thunder Play upon the lightning Waves can't break without rocks that dissolve into sand We can't dance without seasons upon which to stand Eden is a state of rhythm like the sea Is a timeless change Turn your

She's coming around the bend She's holding lightning in both hands She's like rain when she rolls in But that sunshine in her thunder Makes the loneliest heart wonder If the ride is worth the pain Might not be stone clouds inside Oh but don't you worry

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

And the thunder rolls Deep in her heart The thunder rolls (the thunder rolls) And the lightning strikes Another love grows cold The thunder rolls Three thirty in the morning Not a soul in sight The city's looking like a ghost town

Your sudden death from above While alone and left abandoned With the sentence you've been handed All your angels will ignore you As your life flashes before you Even still you keep on fighting Through the thunder and the lightning And now Heaven sends

Thunder, feel the thunder Thun-thun-thunder, thunder Lightning and the thunder, thunder Thunder, thun', thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, thunder, thunder Thunder, thunder Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder

Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally You are the thunder and I am the lightning It comes naturally And I love the way you know who you are And to me it's exciting When you know it's meant to be When you're with me, baby Bay bay bay baby And it

Young, young, dumb and broke Young, dumb Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning, then the thunder, thunder Young, dumb, broke high school kids While we're young dumb Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder Ya da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da Ya da da da

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more