Father's given six months to liveJust don't have the strength like he didOur heart rate is falling, they sayBut I'll be here to stand in his wayFighting till the day we are bornKeep fighting till the last breath we drawBrother, she knowsThat every day is taken, it's toldShe prays to God, she tells me he knowsI spoke to him and I told him that I won't let you goOh, there's my thunderstormBeginning to blowRelease that fire from the pit of your soulOh, there's a thunderstormBeginning to blowRelease that fire from the pit of your soulFighting till the day we are bornOh, there's my thunderstormBeginning to blowKeep fighting till the last breath we drawOh, there's my thunderstormFighting since the day we are bornOh, there's my thunderstormThe darkest hour is fallingJust before the dawnOh, there's my thunderstormBeginning to blowRelease that fire from the pit of your soulKeep fighting till the day we are bornHere I stand and sing my song to you, my love, so just hold onDon't leave now, come stay up lateTV is on, heaven can't wait on youTV is on, come stay up lateTV is on, heaven can't wait on you