Summer Rain

Missouri midnight - darker than lead.
Clouds swallow the moonlight - too hot to catch your breath.
I remember the way it sounded against my windowpane.
The summer rain. Listenin’ to the summer rain.

Oh, we were young - didn’t have a care.
Full of big dreams - and no way to get there.
You know, after all these years it still sounds the same.
The summer rain. Listenin’ to the summer rain.

I’m right where I belong lyin’ next to you.
Listenin’ to the rain on this old tin roof.
You and me in the summer rain.

When my time comes I hope it’s July.
With a big flag wavin’ against a stormy sky.
Every drop that falls will be a part of the refrain.
Of the Summer rain. Listenin’ to the summer rain.
Oh the summer rain. Summer rain.