Storms never last, do they, baby Bad times all pass with the wind Your hand in mine stills the thunder And you make the sun wanna shine You followed me down so many roads, baby I picked wild flowers and sung you soft, sad songs And every road we took, lord knows our search was for the truth And the clouds brewing now won't be the last But storms never last, do they, baby Bad times all pass with the wind Your hand in mine stills the thunder And you make the sun wanna shine Storms never last, do they, baby Bad times, bad times, the bad times all pass Your hand in mine stills the thunder You make the sun wanna shine Storms never last, do they, baby Bad times all pass with the wind Your hand in mine stills the thunder And you make the sun wanna shine