The Last Thing on My Mind - Neil Diamond
It s a lesson too late for the learnin
Made of sand, yeah, made of sand
In the wink of eye, my soul is turnin
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.
As we walk my thoughts are a tumbling,
Round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet the subway s rumblin
Underground, underground.
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.
- interlude -
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 b ehind?
Well, I could ve of loved you better
I didn t mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.
Whoa, girl,
You know that was the last thing on my mind.
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