The Thrill of It All

The sky is dark
The wind is cold
The night is young
Before it’s old and grey
We will know the thrill of it all

The time has come
It’s getting late
It’s now or never
Don’t hesitate or stall
When I call
Don’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 you’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
It’s pure whisky
Reeling round and around my brain
Oh and all of that jive
It’s driving me wild the dizzy spin I’m in

Everywhere I look
I see your face
I hear you name
It’s all over the place
Hey girl though you’ve gone
Still I recall the thrill 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 that’s surrounding you
Should compensate for all you’re going through

So if you’re feeling fraught
With mental strain
Too much thinking’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 I’m told
Something’s got to give
Oy vey!
High life ecstasy
You might as well live

I can’t see
I can’t speak
I couldn’t take more than
Another week
Without you
Oh no
So I will drink my thrill
Till the thrill is you

Oh, oh, oh the thrill of it all
Oh, oh, oh the thrill of it all
No I won’t forget
The thrill of it all