歌手:Judy Collins
专辑:《In That Golden Summer Time》

作词 : Tom Paxton
作曲 : Tom Paxton
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?
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind.
You know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk on my thoughts keep a tumblin'
Round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet the subway rumblin'
Underground, underground
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Well, I could've loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
You've got reasons a plenty for goin'
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been steadily growin'
Please don't go, please don't go
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Well, I could've loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
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