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Chorus: Storms never last do they baby Bad times all pass with the wind Your hand in mine stills the thunder And your love makes the sun want to shine. I followed you down so many roads baby I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs And every road you took I know your search was for the truth And the storm that's brewing now won't be the last. Chorus: Storms never last do they baby Bad times all pass with the wind Your hand in mine stills the thunder And your love makes the sun want to shine... |