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It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand
Made of sand
In the winking 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
But you know that was the last thing on my mind
You had reasons 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 better
Didn't mean to be unkind
But you know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk
My thoughts are a tumbling
Round and round
Round and round
And the subway beneath my feet is a rumbling
Underground
Underground
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
But you know that was the last thing on my mind
As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you
Without you
Every song in my breast dies a borning
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
But you know that was the last thing on my mind
