When you walk through a storm
Hold your chin up high
And don`t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on, through the wind,
Walk on, through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,
And you`ll never walk alone,
You`ll never walk alone.
