G	C	G	G
It's a	lesson too	late for the	learning

	C	G	D	G	G
	Made of	sand	, made of	sand

	G	C	G	G
In the	wink of an	eye my soul is	turning

	C	G	D	G	G
	In your	hand	, in your	hand

	D	C	*	G
Are you	going away with no	word	of fare	well

	C	*	G	D
Will there	be	not a	trace left be	hind

	G	C	G	G
Well I	could have loved you	better, didn't	mean to be un	kind

	G	D	G
You	know that was the	last thing on my	mind

	G	C	G	G
You've got	reasons a	plenty for	going

	C	G	D	G	G
	This I	know	, this I	know

	G	C	G	G
For the	weeds have been	steadily	growing

	C	G	D	G	G
	Please don't	go	, please don't	go

	G	C	G	G
As we	walk a	long my thoughts are	tumbling

	C	G	D	G	G
	Round and	round	, round and	round

	G	C	G	G
Under	neath our	feet the subway's	rumbling

	C	G	D	G	G
	It's under	ground	, it's under	ground

	G	C	G	G
As I	lie here in	bed in the	morning

	C	G	D	G	G
	Without	you	, without	you

	G	C	G	G
Every	song in my	breast dies a	borning

	C	G	D	G	G
	Without	you	, without	you