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
  Oh 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 are someplace rumblin'
  Underground, Underground
  
  Are you going away
  With no word of farewell
  Will there be not a trace left behind
  Oh 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
  Oh 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