i don t know why i always think about these things promises and rings and white lace dresses in july i don t know why i am invariably the first to speak those pretty words without concern for the reply it seems i ll always be the one who lays it all out on the line i should be careful where i put my only heart but anytime love rounds the bend i throw all caution to the wind willing to risk my all before it even starts i don t know why i spin the patterns of design at the slightest sign let my imagination fly i don t know why i lose my touch with solid ground twirling hopes around and spinning daydreams in the sky it seems i ll always be the one who s building castles in the clouds i should be wary of the shifting ways of men but at a hint of how it feels i throw my head over my heels before i know it i m a fool for love again oh i would stop myself from playing but i fear its now too late im more hopeless than romantic betting on the inside strait if i could only teach myself to hesitate instead i m dreaming that i ll find another of my kind someday smiling waiting at my door no he may not be everything i m looking for but surely he ll be blind as me not recognize whats happening till we re tangled in a mess but together nonetheless a crazy pair up in the air in a castle built for two