WHEN YOU WALK.
THROUGH A STORM
HOLD YOUR UP HIGH
AND DONT BE AFRAID
OF THE DARK
AT THE OF THE SKY
ITS A GOLDENSKY
AND THE SWEET SILVER SONG
OF A LARK
WALK ON THROUGH THE RAIN
WALK ON THROUGH THE WIND
THO YOUR DREAMS BE TOSSED
AND BLOWN
WALK ON
WALK ON
WITH HOPE IN YOUR ARMS
AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE
WALK ON
WALK ON
WITH HOPE IN YOUR ARMS
AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE
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