NuikaLyrics

I have no place being here
No, not anymore
I should have run when I could
As it began to pour

The temperature drops at the sound of your name
Storm chasing is always a dangerous game
Like a tornado, you sweep me off of my feet
And like a blizzard, you chill every bone on me

I am left with nothing here
Empty handed in the rain
The people we once were got
Lost in the hurricane
I was the lightning 
You were the sound that followed me 
The storm is coming
Streets are flooding but I can't leave

Thunderstorm thunderstorm
Thunderstorm thunderstorm
Thunderstorm thunderstorm
Thunderstorm thunderstorm