patience is a blanket in an april thunder storm share it with a memory wrap her tight and keep her warm lay down your pride every time the lightening strikes tell her the rain ain t cold while you re trembling inside you re on your own you re on your own laughter was the melody woven in our song captured in this photograph of a love that came on strong caught by surprise in the last frost before spring blossomed for a moment but maybe just not meant to be now i m waiting yes i m waiting waiting for the summer winds to blow waiting for the heartache to fall from my window it s over yes it s over waiting for the summer winds to blow promise is a broken word beneath the weight of day cast aside like an empty stone on a long forgotten grave buried on the outskirts deep beneath the grain future lies frozen planted in vain it s waiting yes i m waiting waiting for the summer winds to blow waiting for the heartache to fall from my window it s over yes it s over waiting for the summer winds to blow silence is a wrecking ball crashing through my dreams scattered in the echoes a voice calls out to me painted on the whispers every fear that i have found like wolves they circle through the pines ready to take me down they re waiting yes i m waiting waiting for the summer winds to blow waiting for the heartache to fall from my window it s over yes it s over waiting for the summer winds to blow waiting for the summer winds to blow waiting for the summer winds to blow