It was summer in the Midwest, I was young and wild and free Full of energy and passion growing from a gentle breeze To an untamed force of nature tearing trailers from their parks Then I saw you in your little van, and felt the lightning spark. I dismissed you right away, I had no need to look again You were just a little human and I had no use for men But you drove the van towards me, like a lovestruck little boy And I lashed out with the tempest And your face was filled with joy. And you followed me that summer, every county, every town I danced there in the sky for you, as you begged me to touch down A storm and her storm chaser, one below, and one above I never knew that elementals Could fall in love. But the weather patterns shifted, as the season ebbed and turned And I kissed you with the gentle rains, and promised to return And I dreamt of you through winter, and then when the spring was born I flew back out to find you, when the days were finally warm And I searched across the prairies, and I set off the alarms, But you weren't on the highways, and you weren't on the farms Till I found your van, parked, Antenna folded, Windows sealed, Two dogs, A pretty woman, A girl, playing in a field. And I stormed away and thundered about what I found that day And I picked up cars and cattle, and I threw them miles away I know loving my storm chaser was a foolish girl's mistake I never knew an elemental's heart could break I don't have a human body, to reclaim my possession But I'll not sit here dying in a tropical depression I'll bring storm and wind and thunder! And I'll tear that home to pieces! This is F5 devastation, better make your peace with Jesus! But as I bore down on their yard, the girl came out to see, With wonder shining in her eyes, and no thought of safety The same joy in her face he had always had pursuing And as the whirlwind howled and screamed, I suddenly thought, what am I doing? And I threw myself into the the fury of the storm's attack And I begged my mother Nature, please, to let me take it back And I wrestled with the funnel cloud, and wrestled with my pride, Till the man and woman came, and pulled that little girl inside Now she follows me every year, as she grows to something more, And I know I must be better than the girl I was before, A storm and her storm chaser, till the summer season ends, I never knew an elemental Could have a friend
