It's a lesson
too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye
my soul is turning
In your hand, in your hand
Are you going away with no
word of farewell
Will there be not a trace
left behind ?
I could have loved you better
didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last
thing on my mind
You've got reasons
a-plenty for going
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been
steadily growing
Please don't go, please don't go
Are you going away with no
word of farewell
Will there be not a trace
left behind ?
I could have loved you better
didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last
thing on my mind
As I lie in my bed in the mornin
Without you, without you
Every song in my breast
dies a born in
Without you, without you
Are you going away with no
word of farewell
Will there be not a trace
left behind ?
I could have loved you better
didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last
thing on my mind
You know that was the last
thing on my mind