Climb over the sand dunes
Then you will feel the sea spray
Stiffen your hair

Keep hold of that image
'Cause it may be the last time
You’re ever there

But we have to dream
And we still have lives to lead

So if we pack the van
Maybe we’ll find the coast road (it’s not so far away)
And where it turns to sand (a4067)
The sky will still be gold

Still be gold

Light
Fires after sunset
Salt starts to crystallise
Onto your lips

Sing
Songs of tomorrow
Into the dark expanse of
Nobody knows

But we have to dream
And we still have lives to lead

So if we pack the van
Maybe we’ll find the coast road
And where it turns to sand
The sky will still be gold

Yeah, if we pack the van
Maybe we’ll find the coast road
And where it turns to sand
The sky will still be gold

Still be gold