Not on My Watch

‘When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid
Of the dark.
At the end of a storm
Is 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 heart
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never
Ever walk alone.’