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  There's 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 hearts    I And you'll never walk alone    You'll never walk alone.    Walk on  walk on  . . .