That Stormy Girl
by: Chris Mandrell

Sitting alone at night
Watching the hours go by
I think about that stormy girl
Who first caught my eye
She brought to me a gift
Move precious than gold
She opened my up mind
To a life to watch unfold
She took away the shackles and fear
And gave me great delight
So as I sit alone tonight
Waiting for the day
I think about that Stormy girl
For I love her still today
Copyright ©2001 Christopher Mandrell