Alabama 3 - The Thrills Have Gone lyrics
[Alabama 3 - The Thrills Have Gone lyrics]
Don't know if i miss you
Do you miss the part of me that used to feel?
Maybe if i kissed you
You'd miss the part of you
That used to need me maybe if i held you
Took some time to tell you
The only time i hold you now is in my dreams
Schemes we shared together
Sweet sunsets, rocking chairs
Are looking just as faded as my jeans
All the thrill are gone
What used to kill the pain
No longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the find of fire
Has left me burning on the wire
All the thrills are gone
(There's something missing it takes quite
A while to Realise
The whole world is changing)
Sometimes when i'm walking
I walk the way you and i would walk
Sometimes when i'm drinking
I think about the things we
Used to talk about a lovers lane is to love
Every telephone is broken
I can't carry my words home to
Where i want to be some candlelit location
Singing on the radio station
Dreams slipping like an anchor to the sea
All the thrills are gone
What used to kill the pain
No longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the ring of fire
Has left me burned out on the wire
All the thrills are gone
Do you miss the part of me that used to feel?
Maybe if i kissed you
You'd miss the part of you
That used to need me maybe if i held you
Took some time to tell you
The only time i hold you now is in my dreams
Schemes we shared together
Sweet sunsets, rocking chairs
Are looking just as faded as my jeans
All the thrill are gone
What used to kill the pain
No longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the find of fire
Has left me burning on the wire
All the thrills are gone
(There's something missing it takes quite
A while to Realise
The whole world is changing)
Sometimes when i'm walking
I walk the way you and i would walk
Sometimes when i'm drinking
I think about the things we
Used to talk about a lovers lane is to love
Every telephone is broken
I can't carry my words home to
Where i want to be some candlelit location
Singing on the radio station
Dreams slipping like an anchor to the sea
All the thrills are gone
What used to kill the pain
No longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the ring of fire
Has left me burned out on the wire
All the thrills are gone