Let It Come

It's coming on the thunder rolls
I'm sat here in this house alone
Thunder preaching loud and mean
Good Lord 'bout to make this county clean
Wind chimes are singing now
The smell of rain got me thinking how your
Side of the bed's still sunken in
The thought of you comes riding on the wind like

Oh let it come
Like oh let it come

Got you heavy on my mind
Wish you were here this time in your
Black bra in the pouring rain
The kind of wild you can't contain
Then you're gone 'bout as fast as a lightning flash
You get a glimpse then it's in the past
Shampoo suds falling with the rain
I can taste that memory when I down the pain like

Oh let it come
Like oh bring it on
Like oh
Like oh

The attic rafters are creaking now
Hope that Oak in the front yard holds his ground and
He's holding on in the ebb and flow
Where you headed on to only Heaven knows
Hot and cold is how you form
Tearing through blowing out the door and
Knowing you is like a summer storm
I can feel you when you're gone and when you're coming on like

Oh let it come
I can feel you in my bones now
Oh I hope that old oak tree holds the ground like
Oh let it come
'Till the next one rolls around like
Oh