Last Thing On My Mind

Last Thing On My Mind - Glen Campbell (格倫·坎貝爾)

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

You've got reasons of plenty for going

This I know

Lord this I know

For the weeds have been steadily you growing

Please don't go

Please don't go

As I lie in my bed in the morning

Without you

Without you

Each song in my breast dies a borning

Without you

Lord without you

Are you going away

With no word of farewell

Will there be not a trace left behind

Oh I could've loved you better

I didn't mean to be unkind

You know that was the last thing on my mind