There's something like thunder rolling over these hills.
It's feeding the hunger? chasing the chills.
It's driving out? any last bit of doubt.
It's charging the air? and changing despair.
Now I can see you standing there.
My heart's in need of some repair.
But, with a little bit of tender care,
We could spark this love affair.
There's a strong wind blowing down this way.
It's clearing the clouds and freeing the day.
Ignites the ember? fans the flame,
I'm warmed by the glow. Do you feel the same?