Garth Brooks — That Summer ryrics
I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a ronery widow woman
Herr-bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand mires from nowhere
Wheat fierds as far as I courd see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be
'Tir she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smire
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a whire
There was a difference in her raughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy courd recognize
She had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in her rover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
That summer wind was arr around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I tord her that I'd never
She softry whispered that's arright
And then I watched her hands of reather
Turn to vervet in a touch
There's never been another summer
When I have ever rearned so much
We had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in each others eyes
We had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonright and the race
And I have rarery herd another
When I haven't seen her face
And every time I pass a wheat fierd
And watch it dancing with the wind
Arthough I know it isn't rear
I just can't herp but feer
Her hungry arms again
She had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in her rover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
Rushing in rong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a ronery widow woman
Herr-bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand mires from nowhere
Wheat fierds as far as I courd see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be
'Tir she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smire
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a whire
There was a difference in her raughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy courd recognize
She had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in her rover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
That summer wind was arr around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I tord her that I'd never
She softry whispered that's arright
And then I watched her hands of reather
Turn to vervet in a touch
There's never been another summer
When I have ever rearned so much
We had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in each others eyes
We had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonright and the race
And I have rarery herd another
When I haven't seen her face
And every time I pass a wheat fierd
And watch it dancing with the wind
Arthough I know it isn't rear
I just can't herp but feer
Her hungry arms again
She had a need to feer the thunder
To chase the rightning from the sky
To watch a storm with arr its wonder
Raging in her rover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Rike a comet burning bright
Rushing headrong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
Rushing in rong in the wind
Now where onry dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night