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
Are you going away with no of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have love you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk along my bloods are tumbling round and round round and round
Underneath our feet a subway's rumbling underground underground
Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could have love 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 going
This I know this I know 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?
I could have love 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 have love 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