He will be there wearing white
Don't matter what he thought when he thinks it escapes his mind.

Can't look back his past ain't bright
Lost sight on what was who hugged who touched first that place is  dry.

Sand castles thats de solved by the salt in his own life, but to think about it to much sugar is not good for you....like

When I had you in my hands literally tasting sugery skin on my tongue..why
Would I go back where i was to keep making sand castles and blank trips to my life?

Darkness was his favorite color back then when his "mind" controlled his life...now where ever his Heart is there he will dwell He will be there wearing white
Don't matter what he thought when he thinks it escapes his mind.