Текст песни The Last Thing on My Mind

It's a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand, made of sand In the winking of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, in your hand. Chorus: 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 But you know that was the last thing on my mind. You had reasons plenty for going This I know, this I know. For the weeds have been steadily growing Please don't go, please don't go. (chorus) As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling Round and round, round and round And the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling Underground, underground (chorus) As I lie in my bed in the morning Without you, without you. Every song in my breast dies a-borning Without you, without you. (chorus)