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Lyrics:
Its 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.
Are you goin away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind? Well I should have loved you better, Didnt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind.
Youve got reasons a-plenty for goin This I know, this I know For the weeds have been steadily growin Please dont go, please dont go.
Are you goin away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind? I could have loved you better, Didnt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind.
As I lie in my bed in the mornin Without you, without you Each song in my breast dies of bornin Without you, without you
Are you goin away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind? Well I should have loved you better, Didnt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind.
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