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 til it ends in the sea our pleasure grows rolling til 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 til it ends in the sea our pleasure grows rolling til 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