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 word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind Don't you know that was the last thing on my mind
You have reasons of plenty for the 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 I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind Don't you know that was the last thing on my mind
As I walked along the street alone this morning Without you, without you Every hope in my heart died in moaning Without you, without you
Are you going 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 Don't you know that was the last thing on my mind Don't you know that was the last thing on my mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.