Lighting strikes every time I think of you
Under your spell I do anything you want me to
Thunder crashes as it spells your name across the skies
Rain pours and I can hear your name within its cries
When I think of you the lighting strikes again
Thunder came and I felt your kisses across my skin
I told myself that I belonged to you
And that what I felt was your soul through the storms of truth
I begged the rain to fall upon me once again because it was your touch that I missed
The storm's lit up my soul forever and then I felt you even more through your Thunder Kiss
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