Thunder and lightning
Oh, so frightening
I still hear your sweet voice in the air.
Feeling sorrow, there’s no tomorrow
For I love was you won’t be there.

Sky is crying, wind is bending trees,
Here I am on my bended knees.
Thunder and lightning,
Alone and crying
Summer’s gone and so are you.

I recall the time in lovely May,
Spring was warm, love was pure and [bad word] 
You were mine to stay.
Gone is June, gone is sweet July
Then came August took my sweet one & left me here to cry.