The Last Thing on My Mind Songtext
von Harry Belafonte

It′s a lesson too late for a 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?
Well, I could have loved you better
I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

You′ve got reasons a-plenty for going
This I know, this I know
But the weeds have been steadily growing
Please, don't go, please, don't go (please, don′t go)


Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind? (Left behind)
Well, I could have loved you better
I didn′t mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

As I lie in my bed, in the morning
Without you, without you (without you)
Each song in my breast lies a burden (lies a burden)
Without you, without you (without you)

Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Well, I could have loved you better
Child, I didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind (on my mind)

Oh, yes, that was the last thing on my mind (on my mind)
I tell you now, that was the last thing on my mind