Building Houses Out of Sand

I'm never honest with myself

I never tell it like it is

I never set the record straight

But time is running out

The sun is going down

On everything we knowIt's been one of those late nights

Thinking about all I've done and lost

And how

Everything changes so quick

And it feels like

I'm building houses out of sand

Waiting for the tide to roll in

And wash away everythingI've always wanted it this way

The sleepless nights, the lonely times

It's all part of the plan I've made

To find out what I'm about to remove all of the doubt

That's running through

My headI wanna put my feet on west coast sand

Have a drink with my best friends

And talk about how they all said

We'd never make it here