Dave Baxter - Whispers
This one comes and this one goes,So here we are across the road,In whispers in whispers you say let it go,let it go home,Take all our time we rode,Through the town where we grew old,Our story and pictures,oh we let them go,let them go home,Oh i have seen your beauty grow,Where all this fades you shine in gold,Our love will be legend,If we let it go,let it go home,