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.
Chorus:
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
Chorus:
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.
Chorus:
