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 You know that was the last thing on my mind
As I lie in my bed every morning Without you, without you Each song in my heart dies aborning 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 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 I could have loved you much 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 loved you much better, didn't mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
