It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand made of sand made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turning
In your hand 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
Oh you know that was the last thing on my mind on my mind

You had reasons a plenty for going
This I know this I know
And the weeds have been steadily growing
Please don't go please don't go
Are you going away ith no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace let behind
I could have loved you better didn't mean to be unkind
Oh you know that was the last thing on my mind

As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you without you
Every song in my heart dies a borning
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
Oh you know that was the last thing on my mind
Oh you know that was the last thing on my mind