Storms never last do they baby Bad times will pass with the winds Your hand in mine steals the thunder You make the sun want to shine
Oh, I followed you down so many roads baby I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs And ever road we took God knows our search was for the truth And the storm brewing now won't be the last
Storms never last do they baby Bad times will pass with the winds Your hand in mine steals the thunder You make the sun want to shine
Storms never last do they baby Bad times will pass with the winds Your hand in mine steals the thunder You make the sun want to shine Storms never last do they babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
