When
we kissed we could hear the sound of thunder
As we
watched the regulars rush the big hotels
We kissed
again as the showers swept the Florida shore
You
opened your umbrella
But
we walked between the raindrops back to your door
In my
dreams I can hear the sound of thunder
I can
see the causeway by the big hotels
That
happy day we'll find each other on that Florida shore
You'll
open your umbrella
And
we'll walk between the raindrops back to your door
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