I saw it first br When I was five, br It was small, br So small br So Cornish. br Inside it was painted white br And two of it’s windows br Were of Stained Glass br So simple and br Beautiful br The pews glowed br Warm and brown br In the evening light br It was a place br Of peace. br And God br Must think it br Was good. br But when I was older br The world br And God br Didn’t go together br I lost faith br But I didn’t br Lose my love of br Old Kea Church.