And The Tide Rushes In

I've been searching for my dream

A hundred times today

I build them up, you knock them down,

Like they were made of clay,

Then the tide rushes in

And washes my castles away.

Then I'm really not so sure

Which side of the bed I should lay,

I should lay...

You keep looking for someone

To tell your troubles to,

I'll sit down and lend an ear

Yet I hear nothing new.

Then the tide rushes in

And washes my castles away.

Then I'm really not so sure

Which side of the bed I should lay,

I should lay...

Blackbird sitting in a tree

Observing what's below

Acorns falling to the ground,

He'll stay and watch them grow.