And the Tide Rushes In The Moody Blues

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

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
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
Which side of the bed I should lay
I should lay...

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...