It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin'
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've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

As we walk along, my thoughts are tumblin'
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round
Underneath our feet a subway's rumblin'
Underground, underground

Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

I've got reason a plenty for goin'
This I know, this I know
The weeds have been steadily growin'
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've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could've 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

Copyright: Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Tom Paxton