storms never last do they baby

bad times all pass with the wind

your hand in mine stills the thunder

and you make the sun want to shine

i followed you down so many road baby

i've picked wild flowers

sung you soft sad songs

and every road we took god knows

our search was for the truth

and the clouds brewing

now won't be your last

storms never last do they baby

bad times all pass with the wind

your hand in mine still the thunder

and you make the sun want to shine

storms never last do they baby

bad times all pass with the wind

your hand in mine still the thunder

and you make the sun want to shine

storms never last do they baby

bad times all pass with the wind

your hand in mine still the thunder

and you make the sun want to shine

and you make the sun want to shine