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 along, my thoughts are tumblin'

Round and round, round and round

Underneath our feet, a subway′s rumblin′

Underground, underground

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

I've got reason a plenty for goin′

This I know, this I know

The weeds have been steadily growin'

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've loved 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′ve loved 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