It's a lesson too

late for the learnin',

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

are someplace 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