Bad old thoughts coming in my head
Tells a story of two fools who loved
They cried so long till it made a sea
Cause they were too young to have empathy
The storm has arrived on the coast of their dreams
They tried not to let go thy hand by all means
But the house was built on sand
Was not stable to be held
Their love was, their love was lost and gone
Sad old thoughts touched the woman’s clothes
Prayed "Can I just have another chance to laugh with him
Once more? Please have mercy LORD"
But he was too blue to have sympathy
The storm has arrived on the coast of their dreams
They tried not to let go thy hand by all means
But the house was built on sand
Was not stable to be held
Their love was, their love was in pillars of sand
Oh their love was, their love was in pillars of sand