Bad times all pass with the wind.

Your hand in mine stills the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine.

You followed me down so many roads, baby

I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs

And every road we took

God 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 want to shine

Storms never last,  do they baby?

Bad times, 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.

authors ~ Bosse Andersson and Jesse Colter

May you walk in peace

and harmony

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