Cradle Hill

Cradle Hill

When the sun goes down on

Cradle Hill

And darkness then fills up the sky

And memories fill up our mind

I hope you do not cry

I hope you do not cry

I hope you do not weep for me

For I am always with you still

And as on evenings long ago

We strolled up

Cradle Hill

We strolled up

Cradle Hill

These are the things

I keep with me

They are the constant joys of love

And they were ours and still will be

While stars shine up above

These constant joys of love

Remember what it all meant then

The fragrant flowers blooming there

And birds whose summer song

Did fill the evening air

Did fill the evening air

These are the things

I keep with me

They are the constant joys of love

And they were ours and still will be

While stars shine up above

These constant joys of love

Of loveWhen the sun goes down on

Cradle Hill

And darkness then fills up the sky

And memories fill your mind

I hope you do not cry

Look at the stars above

Let in these constant joys of love

Let in these constant joys of love

These constant joys of love

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