It's coming from the heavens, lighting up the ground.
We're oversaturated by the sound.
When I'm the thunder, I wanna dance in the rain.
I feel it moving me, electricity, flashing across the sky.
How can I tell you? You're everything.
You're everything. You are the air that I breathe.
Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh.
Crop the sky.
It's coming from the heavens, lighting up the ground.
We're oversaturated by the sound.
When I'm the thunder, I wanna dance in the rain.
I feel it moving me, electricity, flashing across the sky.
How can I tell you? You're everything.
You're everything. You are the air that I breathe.
Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh.
Crop the sky.