| All good things got to come to an end
|
| The thrills have to fade
|
| Before they come 'round again
|
| The bills will be paid
|
| And the pleasure will mend
|
| All good things got to come to an end
|
| God I wish I was home
|
| Laying 'round with my friends
|
| The call of the wild
|
| Caution thrown to the wind
|
| The fall of the child
|
| Where the longing begins
|
| All good things got to come to an end
|
| Like a river flows
|
| Rolling 'till it ends in the sea
|
| Our pleasure grows
|
| Rolling 'till it ends in you and me
|
| Now as the dark gathers into the sky
|
| And legions of might go thundering by
|
| Regions of light grow dim and then die
|
| And we with our wings
|
| Wait for morning to fly
|
| Like a river flows
|
| Rolling 'till it ends in the sea
|
| Our pleasure grows
|
| Rolling 'till it ends in you and me
|
| Rolling 'till it ends in you and me
|
| Here where the angels
|
| Have appeared and are gone
|
| Your face like an ember
|
| Glows in the dawn
|
| But I want you to remember
|
| All wild deeds live on
|
| All good times, all good friends
|
| All good things got to come to an end
|
| The thrills have to fade
|
| Before they come 'round again
|
| The bills will be paid
|
| And the pleasure will mend
|
| All good things got to come to an end
|
| All good times, all good friends
|
| All good things got to come to an end |