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