The Last Thing on My Mind

Will there be not a trace left behind?

But you know that was the last thing on my mind
In your hand, in your hand
For the weeds have been steadily growing
Are you going away with no word of farewell?
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
But you know that was the last thing on my mind

Every song in my breast dies a-borning
You had reasons plenty for going
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
As I lie in my bed in the morning
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Underground, underground
Are you going away with no word of farewell?
And the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling
As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling

Without you, without you
Round and round, round and round
In the winking of an eye my soul is turning
This I know, this I know
Without you, without you
Will there be not a trace left behind?

But you know that was the last thing on my mind
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Please don't go, please don't go
But you know that was the last thing on my mind

Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?