The Kop

When you walk true a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark

At the end of a storm
There is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song
Oflove

Walk on true the wind
Walk on true the rain
For your dreams beats ours
And blow

Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your arms
And you never walk alone
you never walk alone

Walk on
Walk on
With hopes in your arms
And you never walk alone
You never walk alone