I went to work for her that summer,
A teenage kid so far from home.
She was a lonely widow woman,
Hell-bent to make it on her own.
We were a thousan' miles from nowhere.
Wheat fields as far as I could see.
Both needin' somethin' from each other,
Not knowin' yet what that might be.

Till she came to me one evenin'.
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 lightnin' from the sky.
To watch a storm with all its wonder,
Ragin' in her lover's eyes.
She had to ride the heat of passion,
Like a comet burnin' bright,
Rushin' headlong in the wind,
Out where only dreams have been,
Burnin' both ends of the night.

That summer wind was all around me.
Nothin' between us but the night.
When I told her that I'd never,
She softly whispered, "That's all right."
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 lightnin' from the sky.
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Ragin' in each other's eyes.
We had to ride the heat of passion,
Like a comet burnin' bright,
Rushin' headlong in the wind,
Out where only dreams have been,
Burnin' both ends of the night.

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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 dancin' 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 lightnin' from the sky.
To watch a storm with all its wonder,
Ragin' in her lover's eyes.
She had to ride the heat of passion,
Like a comet burnin' bright,
Rushin' headlong in the wind,
Out where only dreams have been,
Burnin' both ends of the night.

Rushin' headlong in long in the wind,
Out where only dreams have been,
Burnin' both ends of the night.

THAT SUMMER
Written by: Pat Alger, Garth Brooks & Sandy Mahl
Performed by: Garth Brooks
Appears on: The Chase-1992, Double Live-1998, et al.