When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of a storm There's a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on...
When you walk through a storm, Hold your head up high, And don't be afraid of the dark, At the end of a storm, there's a golden sky, And the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk...
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind walk on...
When you walk through a storm Keep your hand up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At he end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk on...
When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on...