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, 
Tho´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