Strophe:

C G

There4s thunder clouds round the hometown bay,

F C

As I walked out in the rain,

C G

Through the sepia showers,

F G

And the photoflood days.



Strophe:

I caught a fleeting glimpse of life,

And through the water4s black as night,

The colours of Scotland

Leave you young inside.



Refrain:

F C G

There must be a place under the sun,

a F C G

Where hearts of olden glory grow young.



Strophe:

There4s a vision coming soon

Through the faith that cleans your wound,

Hearts of olden glory

Will be renewed.



Strophe:

Down the lens where the headlands stand,

I feel healing through this land,

A cross for the people,

Like wind through your hands.



Refrain: