SINGER: Sandy Denny

SONG:The Last Thing On My Mind

It's a lesson too late for the learning
made of sand, made of sand
in the winking of an eye my soul is turning
in your hand, in your hand.
Chorus:
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
but you know that was the last thing on my mind.
You had reasons plenty for going
this i know, this i know.
for the weeds have been steadily growing
please don't go, please don't go.
Chorus
As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling
round and round, round and round
and the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling
underground, underground
Chorus
As i lie in my bed in the morning
without you, without you.
every song in my breast dies a-borning
without you, without you.
Chorus