I went for a walk on the beach last night Met a man with a plastic knife carving castles in the sand He amazed me I said, Hey, mister, man I need to know Can you work that kind of magic on my soul Can you heal a heart Can you save me? He looked up and he shook his head I'll never forget the words he said, Sandcastles fall apart when the tide comes in You can build them up with all your might, but in the end When you wake up in the morning It doesn't matter the shape or the plan You just have to build them up again He said, I'm pretty good at working the sand But there's only one who can take your hand And make you into someone good and strong He's the Rock you need to build on He won't be gone when the morning comes, like Chorus The wise man built his house upon the rock And the foolish man, well, we all know where he went wrong Cause sandcastles fall apart when the storms roll in You can build them up with all your heart, but in the end When the rains fall and the floods come It doesn't matter how perfect your plan Tey wash away like the shifting sand Sandcastles fall apart when the tide comes in...