Tom: D
D G D D
It's a lesson too late for the learning,
A A D D
made of sand, made of sand.
D G D D
In the wink of an eye my soul is turning
A A D D
In your hand, in your hand.
[Refrain]
A A G G
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
D D A A
Will there be not a trace left behind?
D G A F#m
I could have loved you better, I didn't mean to be unkind
G G D
You know that was the last thing on my mind.
[Verse 2]
You've got reasons aplenty for going.
This I know, this I know.
For the weeds have been steadily growing.
Please don't go, please don't go.
Repeat Refrain
[Verse 3]
As I lie here in bed in the morning
without you, without you.
Every song in my breast dies a borning
without you, without you.
