The Thrill Of It All
(ferry)
The sky is dark
The wind is cold
The night is young
Before itÒ‘s old and grey
We will know
The trill of it all
The time has come
ItÒ‘s getting late
ItÒ‘s now or never
DonÒ‘t hesitate or stall
When I call
DonÒ‘t spoil
The thrill of it all
And before you go to sleep at night
Preying shadows - do they ask you why?
And in the morning through the afternoon
Do you wonder where youÒ‘re going to?
Every word I use
Each crumpled page
Strange ideas
Mature with age
Like leaves
When autumn falls
Turn gold
Then they hit the ground
Every time I hear
The latest sound
ItÒ‘s pure whiskey
Reeling round and around
My brain
Oh and all oÒ‘ that jive
ItÒ‘s driving me wild -
The dizzy spin iÒ‘m in
Everywhere I look
I see your face
I hear your name
ItÒ‘s all over the place
Hey girl
Though youÒ‘ve gone
Still I recall
The trill of it all
You might as well know what is right for you
And make the most of what you like to do
For all the pleasure thatÒ‘s surrounding you
Should compensate for all youÒ‘re going through
So if youÒ‘re feeling fraught
With mental strain
Too much thinkingÒ‘s got you down again
Well let your senses skip
Stay hip
Keep cool
To the thrill of it all
When you try too much
You lose control
Pressure rises
And so iÒ‘m told
Something's got the give
Oy veh
High life ecstasy
You might as well live
I canÒ‘t see
I canÒ‘t speak
I couldn't take more than another week
Without you - oh no
So I will drink my fill
Till the trill is you
Oh the thrill of it all
Oh the thrill of it all
No I wonÒ‘t forget
The thrill of it all
No no no no no no no....