I can't stand to watch the tube
It always seems there's so much
So much bad news
And it seems like every day
We drift away
Caught up in so much wrong
That we just don't know what to do
I wish we weren't so wrapped up in this stuff
It seems there's no way we can get enough
And I can't believe that we're too blind to see
That we're headed to the dead end of the street
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
I sit outside on my lawn
Trying to figure out
What is going on
And it seems like every day
We drift away
To be what we once were is
Too far gone
Sometimes it seems we're slowly sinking
Into a life of superficial thinking
And I just don't know how much farther we can go
Before we throw it all away
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box
So we can have some sand to
So we can have some sand to
Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box
Put some sand back in the box
Put some sand back in the box
Put some sand back in the box
Put some sand back in the box
Put some sand back in the box