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
I 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
And the weeks 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 better
I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

As we walk on, my thoughts are a-tumbling
Round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet the subway’s rumbling
Underground, underground

Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could have loved you better
I 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 better
I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind