(Ray Thomas)



I've been searching for my dream

A hundred times today

I build them up, you knock them down

Like they were made of clay



CHORUS

Then the tide rushes in

And washes my castles away

Then I'm really not so sure

Which side of the bed I should lay

I should lay...



You keep looking for someone

To tell your troubles to

I sit down and lend an ear

Yet I hear nothing new



CHORUS



Blackbird sitting in a tree

Observing what's below

Acorns falling to the ground

He'll stay and watch them grow

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