I went to work for her that summer
A Teenage kids so far from hom
She was a lovely widow woman
Hell bent to make it on her own
We were a thousands miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as I could see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be
'Till 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 skies
To watch a storm in all it's wonder
Ragin' in her lovers eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burnin' bright
Rushing head-long in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
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