Storms never last, do they, baby?

Bad times all pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine

I 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 your search was for the truth

And the cloud is brewin' now, won't be your last

Storms never last, do they, baby?

Bad times all pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And your love makes the sun want to shine

Storms never last, do they, baby?

Bad times all pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine