[Verse 1]
The old screen door’s creaking,
And banging in the rising wind,
Dogs pacing on the worn floor boards,
Hoping to get in.
The pealing paint is dancing,
Windows chatter in their frames,
The distance disappears in the thick air,
The world turns a different shade.
[Chorus]
And I love the sound of summer storms,
And the cool wind on my face,
Under heavy skies I close my eyes,
I love these kind of days.
[Verse 2]
The clouds claim all within their reach,
Lightning shocks the darkened sky,
A deep rumble follows close behind,
That wakes my inner child.
The sky ripped open wide,
Cold rain spilling out,
Washing away the gathered dust,
Blowing frantic leaves all about.
[Chorus]
And I love the smell of summer storms,
And the cool wind on my face,
Under heavy skies I close my eyes,
I crave these kind of days.
[Verse 3]
The rain stings the old tin roof,
The gutters gurgle and flow,
Another flash of light cuts through the sky,
Then the thunder roars.
Sitting silent looking out,
As the sky comes falling down,
The world is shaking all around,
But nothing can touch me now.
[Chorus]
And I love the feel of summer storms,
And the cool wind on my face,
Under heavy skies I close my eyes,
I need these kind of days.
[Verse 4]
The clouds march on into the night,
Though I begged them to stay,
The storm rolled on, moved along,
Leaving silence in its wake.
The sweet scent still haunts the air,
Droplets cling to the window panes,
Leaving puddles in the potholes,
And shimmering streets after the rain.
[Outro]
The storm rolled on, moved along,
But I wish it had stayed.
The storm rolled on, moved along,
But I wish it had stayed.
[Chorus]
And I love the sound of summer storms,
And the cool wind on my face,
Under heavy skies I close my eyes,
I love these kind of days.