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 all my thoughts are tumbling
Round and round, round and round
Underneath my feet the subway is rumbling
Underground, underground
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Could have loved you better, I 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
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Could have loved you better, I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
Without you, without you.
Every song in my breast lies a bornin'
Without you, without you.
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could've loved you better, I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind