I went to work for her that summer 
teenage kid so far from home 
She was a lonely widow woman  [bad word] 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 
Raging in her lover's eyes 
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like [bad word] burning bright [bad word] headlong in the wind 
Out 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 another 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 
Raging in each other's eyes 
We had to ride the heat of passion
Like [bad word] burning bright [bad word] headlong in the wind 
Out 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 just can't help but 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 
Raging in her lover's eyes 
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like [bad word] burning bright [bad word] headlong in the wind 
Out where only dreams have been 
Burning both ends of the night. [bad word] headlong in the wind 
Now where only dreams have been 
Burnin' both ends of the night