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 love
When 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
Of love
Of love