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.

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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.

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