Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
Bernard Fanning
[Verse 1]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
I stand accused of losing my head
[Chorus]
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
It's just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
[Verse 2]
I can sense trouble just around the bend
And it's all been my kind of making (It's all been mine)
I can't carry on with all this pretence
When it's clear that my love has been fading
[Pre-Chorus]
I stand accused of the things I said
[Chorus]
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
It's just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
A brighter thrill has come along
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
It's just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
Thrill Is Gone was produced by Tchad Blake & Bernard Fanning.