Thrill Is Gone
Bernard Fanning
Letra

Álbum: Tea & Sympathy ( 2005)

Sure was a hell of a mistake I made 
But I sure am glad that I made it 
No way for a grown man to behave 
More the act of a teen opportunist 
I stand accused of losing my head 
We sit so high on the city walls 
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones 
It's not so much that the thrill is gone 
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along 
I can sense trouble just around the bend 
And it's all benn my kind of making 
I can't carry on with all this pretence 
When it's clear that my love has been fading 
I stand accused of the things I said 
We sit so high on the city walls 
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones 
It's not so much that the thrill is gone 
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along