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

CHORUS:
Are you goin' 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

CHORUS

As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
Without you, without you
Every song in my breast dies a-borning
Without you, without you

CHORUS x2
Yes you know that was the last thing on my mind
Oh you know that was the last thing on my mind