Last bus passed Ten past nine Still your shadow Crosses mine Thirty degrees After dark Thunder sleeping In the park Every pair of headlights Makes me look again Every road that leads here Ends the same Not you Not you Just a storm warning over the hills Not youuuuuuu Just lightning flashing over the fields The rain is finally coming The sky turns blue The rain is finally coming But not youuuuuuu Bus stop glass Holding heat Your last message On repeat "Wait for me" That's all you wrote Thunder rolling Down the coast Maybe summer stayed too long Maybe I did too Maybe every storm I chased Was leading back to you Not you Not you Just a storm warning over the hills Not youuuuuuu Just lightning flashing over the fields The whole sky finally opened Like I wanted it to The rain is finally coming But not youuuuuuu The rain is finally coming But not youuuuuuu The rain is finally coming But not you
