It's a lesson too late for learning
Made out of sin
Made out of sin
In the wind ??
In your hand 
In your hand 
Are you going away
With no words of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have loved you better
Don't mean to be unkind
You know was the last thing on my mind 

You got reasons so plenty for going
This I know
This I know
For the weeds I've been steadily growing
Please don't go
Please don't go
Are you going away
With no words of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have loved you better
Don't mean to be unkind
You know was the last thing on my mind 

As we walk on my thoughts are tumbling
Round and round
Round and round
Underneath our feet were stumbling
Underground
Underground
Are you going away
With no words of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have loved you better
Don't mean to be unkind
You know was the last thing on my mind