Storms never last, do they baby,
Bad times all pass, with the wind,
Your hand in mine stills the thunder,
And your love makes the sun want to shine
I've followed you,
down so many roads, baby,
I've picked wild flowers
and sung you soft sad songs,
And every road you took, I know,
the search was for the truth,
And the clouds we see now,
won't be the last
Storms never last, do they baby,
Bad times all pass, with the wind,
Your hand in mine stills the thunder,
And your love makes the sun want to shine
Storms never last, do they baby,
Bad times all pass, with the wind,
Your hand in mine stills the thunder,
And your love makes the sun want to shine
Storms never last, do they baby,
Bad times all pass, with the wind,
Your hand in mine stills the thunder,