The sands at Old Hunstanton pale like cream
The sea was lapping gently on our feet
There we walked and felt our love, a dream
Facing North ,we saw the sun’s June beams
Then it crossed the sky, its death to meet
The sands at Old Hunstanton pale like cream
The yellow gorse is scented, spikes are green
Brilliant flowers in gardens,ordered,neat
There we walked and felt our love, a dream
In this place our souls soon feel redeemed
With herbs, with flowers, with perfume pungent, sweet
The sands at Old Hunstanton pale like cream
If there were a heaven, it would be near
The images, the sea, the sky,oh, sweet
There we walked and felt our love, a dream
We see the surface, not what’s underneath
We feel the breeze, the spirit’s holy breath
The sands at Old Hunstanton pale like cream
There we kissed, uniting Real and Dream
