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