3:30 in the mornin′, not a soul in sight

The city's lookin′ like a ghost town on a moonless summer night

Raindrops on the windshield, there's a storm movin' inHe′s headin′ back from somewhere that he never should have been

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

Every light is burnin' in a house across town

She′s pacin' by the telephone in her faded flannel gown

Askin′ for a miracle, hopin' she′s not right

Prayin' it's the weather that′s kept him out all night

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

The thunder rolls

And the lightnin′ strikes

Another love grows cold on a sleepless night

As the storm blows on, out of control

Deep in her heart

The thunder rolls

She's waitin′ by the window, when he pulls into the drive

She rushes out to hold him, thankful he's alive

But out on the wind and rain, a strange new perfume blows

And the lightnin′ flashes in her eyes

And he knows that she knows

And the thunder rolls

And the thunder rolls

The thunder rolls

And the lightnin' strikes

Another love grows cold on a sleepless night

As the storm blows on, out of control

Deep in her heart

The thunder rolls

(The thunder rolls)