Building a Castle

left, right, left was the pace of my steps

as i wrestled with a riddle that was making my mind twitch

it was spring in November

air was full of regret

i said -think baby, think baby, how can i change this?

do do do do.....

i passed a woman on the church steps by the side of the street

she had coins in her cup, a child's hand on her cheek

i said - think baby, think baby, how can i change this?

took the long way home then went to sleep restless

and i dreamt of a castle rich and bright

and everyone in it was filled with light

you'll never know the answer if you stop trying

like bobby says, 'if you ain't busy living your busy dying'

whoever tells you its pointless, well, they're lying

and if that who is you, then you should change your mind

start

building a castle , don't sit and cry

because heartache is a hassle and a waste of time

bless the genies and the meanies

and the everyone in between'ies

all the comings and the goings

of the fathers and the thieves

all the freakers and the teachers

all the girls dying to please

all the movers and the shakers

the ones with scratches on their knees

start building a castle, don't sit and cry

because heartache is a hassle and a waste of time