Sweet Sixteen

Sweet 16

As I stand before the Lord
In his land so bright and fair
Sometimes I call upon him
To ask why he put me there
Then in time I saw the truth
He had a place for me to be
A story to be written
About you and me

There must be a place under the sun
Where hearts
Like yours and mine can grow young

Many riches and posessions
All these things I'll give to you
Young flower of Scotland
So young yet so true
If I live out this dream
And your there to see it through
In faith through the darkness
I'll live only for you

There must be a place under the sun
Where hearts
In love can go to grow young