Listen...listen... What's that sound? Could that be rain Falling to the ground?

A thrill flows through me As lightning fills the air The power of the storm Lets me know it's there.

Hear it tapping On the tin roof overhead? I close my eyes and listen As I'm lying in bed.

A deafening silence Just rain falling on tin The seconds tick by And thunder rolls again.

Hear the thunder Rolling soft and low And the storm comes closer still I can hear it grow.

The pauses grow longer The rain slows its pace I look out the window To see the world's a brand new place.