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