كلمات The Last Thing On My Mind

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 Are you goin' away, with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace of goodbye Well 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, all my thoughts are a-tumblin’ Round and round, round and round Underneath our feet the subway’s rumblin’ Underground, underground Are you goin' away, with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace of goodbye Well I could have loved you better I didn't mean to be unkind