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That Summer


Artist: Garth Brooks

Album: Double Live


Garth Brooks Double Live That Summer


I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell-bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as i could see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be.

'til she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that i was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy could recognize.

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.

That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When i told her that i'd never
She softly whispered that's alright
And then i watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There's never been a summer
When i have ever learned so much.

We had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.

I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonlight and the lace
And i have rarely held another
When i haven't seen her face
And every time i pass a wheat field
And watch it dancing with the wind
Although i know it isn't real
I swear inside i feel
Her hungry arms again.

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.

Rushing in long in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night


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