A Tornado Warning

We were sitting on the front porch With the weather rolling in Laughing louder than the big south wind You ran out to roll your window Light rain falling on your hair Your tan legs checkered from a folding chair There's country music in the kitchen I hear it singing through the screen Weather warnings in between Glad you got out of the city There's no telling what's in store Along the 35 Corridor Kerosene to feed the flame Your effect is quite the same Shadows dancing on the wall and Waiting for the sky to fall Couldn't ask for better weather You were saying with a grin Until the sound of hailstone hitting tin It's loud enough you gotta yell now The whole thing hits me like a song A pretty one that won't last long Kerosene to feed the flame Your effect is quite the same Shadows dancing on the wall and Waiting for the sky to fall and Waiting for the sky to fall In the broken the morning light That simple shade of blue The kind that always follow you Kerosene to feed the flame Your effect is quite the same Shadows dancing on the wall and Waiting for the sky to fall and Waiting for the sky to fall