If we were strom, you’d be thunder and I’d be lighting,
When it rains we’ll always be closer to each other,
You can see me and I can hear you,
Whalen it’s raining one forty four in the morning,
You wake up because of the sound of the rain and out of no where your room lights up from your window,
Just for that brief moment,
You’ll be surrounded by me.
Moments later I hear the thunder cracks..
And I know it’s you, proclaiming your love for me!
You’re my thunder honey and I am your lighting!