There must have been a moment, a second or a time
Where I didn't look up, or I missed some kind of sign
Turned the wrong direction, but she was just an inch away
Like a misconnection, and my fuel just slipped away
There'll be times when I feel like I'm
conspired against by fate
It's almost bad enought to make me hate

I'm sick of building castles in the sand
Just waiting for another plane, to break my promised land
I've been looking for the real thing
in an lonely one night stand
Like building castles in the sand

'Cause it terrifies me, ending up alone
And it walks beside me, the ghost "the chance is gone"
Did I have it? Did I let it go?
Or closed the door too fast?
Is there an answer locked up in my past? In my past

I'm sick of building castles in the sand
Seems like everybody else I know can hold it in their hands
So will it ever happen? Or am I doomned to walk this land?
Just building castles in the sand

I've been dying, I've been living alone so long
I've been over and over the reason
and I can't find a thing that's wrong
In my mind, all the evidence seems the same
I wouldn't even know it, if she walked right today

I'm sick of building castles in the sand
Seems like everybody else I know can hold it in their hands
So will it ever happen? Or am I doomned to walk this land?
Just building castles in the sand