The Last Thing on My Mind (FM Radio Broadcast Remastered) - John Denver

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 have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind

You know that was the last thing on my mind

As I lie in my bed every morning

Without you, without you

Each song in my heart dies aborning

Without you, without you

Are you going away with no word of farewell

Will there be not a trace left behind

I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind

You know that was the last thing on my mind

You've got reasons a-plenty for going

This I know, this I know

For 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 have loved you much 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 have loved you much better, didn't mean to be unkind

You know that was the last thing on my mind