The Last Thing On My Mind
It's a lesson too late for the learningMade of sand, made of sandIn the wink of an eye my soul is turningIn your hand, in your hand
Are you going away with no word of farewellWill there be not a trace left behind?I could have loved you betterI didn't mean to be unkindYou know that was the last thing on my mind
You've got reasons a-plenty for goingThis I know, this I knowAnd the weeds have been steadily growingPlease don't go, please don't go
Are you going away with no word of farewellWill there be not a trace left behind?I could have loved you betterI didn't mean to be unkindYou know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk on, my thoughts are a-tumblingRound and round, round and roundUnderneath our feet the subway's rumblingUnderground, underground
Are you going away with no word of farewellWill there be not a trace left behind?I could have loved you betterI didn't mean to be unkindYou know that was the last thing on my mind
Are you going away with no word of farewellWill there be not a trace left behind?I could have loved you betterI didn't mean to be unkind ...You know that was the last thing on my mind