Storms Never Last
Jessi Colter
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 want to shine
I followed you down so many roads, baby
I've picked wild flowers and sung you soft, sad songs
And every 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 all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to 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 want to shine