Sandcastles of the West Coast

When you walk you drift along
When you speak you sing melodies
You deserve so much better than what you've got.
You deserve so much better than a boy like me.

In the times you weren't looking, in the spec of your eye,
You cracked a slight smile and I fell apart.

My tears dry on their own but leave stains you cannot see.
You deserve so much better than what you've got.
You deserve so much better than a boy like me.

In the times you weren't looking, in the spec of your eye,
You cracked a slight smile and I fell apart.

Your melody kept flowing in like the West coast current and I fell apart like a child's sandcastle.