thinking wishing sun beats down
on new fragile plans
dreams drift in and out along the day
make castles of sand
not knowing hoping we can want to know
each other's thoughts
but words are always lost along the shore
waves crash brown hop sore
thinking wishing rain comes down
a new fragile plans
can never know for certain what you was
in whose hands
not knowing hoping what we love
won't fade away
but even just now
we forget what to say
