The Last Thing on My Mind
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?
Well, I could've
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
For the weeds 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?
Well, I could've
Loved you better
I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing
On my mind
Autor(es): THOMAS R PAXTON, TOM PAXTON
