Storms never last do they baby
Bad times all pa** with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And your love makes the sun want to shine
You followed me down so many roads baby
We picked wild flowers I sang you new soft songs
And every road we took God knows the search was for the truth
And the clouds brewing now won't be our last
Storms never last do they baby...
Storms never last do they baby...
And your love makes the sun want to shine