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

Chorus:

Are you going away?

With no word of farewell

Will there be not a trace

Left behind.

Well I could have loved you better

I didn't mean to be unkind

You know, that was the last thing on my mind

You got reasons a plenty for going

This I know, this I know

For the ****s

Have been steadily growing

Please don't go, please don't go.

Chorus