It's a lesson too late for the learnin'
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin'
In your hand, in your hand.
Are you goin' 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.
As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you, without you
without you, without you
You've got reasons a-plenty for goin'
This I know, this I know
For the seeds have been steadly growin'
Please don't go, please don't go.
