The Last Thing On My Mind

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'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 tumbling

Round and round, round and round

Underneath I feel a subways mumbling

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

You've got reasons of plenty for going

This I know, this I know

And 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'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

On my mind