Lyrics:

The foolish man had his house on the sand

So I started building somewhere that would stand

But I left it behind when I struck out for gold

No I never was one for doing what I was told

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No, I never was one for doing what I was told

But oh, the storm's a-coming and I'm feeling so cold

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There once was a place I called my own

But I lost it somewhere as the sands shifted on

Now I spend my days looking for a place

I hope that I could still belong

Tryin' to get back home

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Tell me about this house on the rock

Is it everything I needed, is it everything I'm not?

Is it right up ahead, something better than fate?

Will he even let me in, or did I get here too late?

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Oh won't you let me in? Please don't say that I'm late!

Oh be right where I needed, even better than fate