Castles In the Sand
I would do my best to win you, if only I were free.
I know it would be heaven, if you were here with me.
To walk life's road together, go strolling hand in hand.
Alas, I fear I'm only...building castles in the sand.
If only I could hold you, and gaze into your eyes-
I cannot help but think, dear, that you would realize...
That we belong together, fashioned by a Master hand,
But maybe I am only...building castles in the sand.
I printed out your picture, then placed it in a frame-
And gaze upon it daily, while whispering your name.
I feel you are my woman, and I know that I'm your man.
My darling, it is tragic, building castles in the sand.
I hate the tides of life, babe, as they come rolling in,
Erasing all before them, the things that might have been.
I blink away the teardrops, as I take my pen in hand-
And once again start building, my castles in the sand.
Copyright © John Yaws | Year Posted 2005
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