The sky went dark without a warning,

Just a crack of light, then the heat.

We should've run, but it was boring —

Standing dry on a empty street.

You looked at me, your shirt already sticking,

I felt the first drop hit my hand.

No point in running, no point in thinking —

Just you, me, and no plan.

The thunder rolled, you pulled me closer,

The rain poured down, washing the world away.

They say love bites, but this was softer —

A flash of light, and we decided to stay.

And we danced in the wet lightning,

With the storm in our hair and the sound in our veins.

No music, just the sky igniting,

Two fools dancing in the pouring rain.

Your hands were cold, but your lips were fire,

The water ran down like we didn't care.