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 Oh 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 are someplace rumblin' Underground, underground
Are you going away With no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Oh 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 Oh 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
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