I've been searching for my dream
  A hunderd 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
  When 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
  When 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.