Lyrics:
There's thunder clouds round the hometown bayAs I walk out in the rainThrough the sepia showersAnd the photoflood daysI caught a fleeting glimpse of lifeAnd though the water's black as nightThe colours of ScotlandLeave you young insideRef:There must be a place under the sunWhere hearts of olden glory grow youngThere's a vision coming soonThrough the faith that cleans your woundHearts of olden gloryWill be renewedDown the lens where the headlands standI feel a healing through this landA cross for a peopleLike the wind through your handsRef:There must be a place under the sunWhere hearts of olden glory grow young