Last thing on my mind

Are you going away with no word of farewell will there be not a trace left behind Well I could've loved you better didn't mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind It's a lesson...

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...

(Are you going away with no word of farewell will there be not a trace left behind) Well I could have loved you better didn't mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind It's a...

There was something in your voice That was telling me don't be too sure Arousing my suspicions I have never felt before I thought we had it made I thought you'd never go away But now you're suddenly...

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...