WHEN YOU WALK
THROUGH A STORM
HOLD YOUR HEAD
UP HIGH
AND DON'T BE
AFRAID OF THE DARK
AT THE END
OF THE 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