The Thrill Of It All

The little girl doesn’t know

If she’s alive anymore

No sense of fun – nowhere to run

 

Once there was a time

Happiness was no crime

Now she’s in a cage - No passion or rage

 

As the light starts to fall

 

She’s walking on the edge

Of everything unsaid

It hurts just to feel, doubt what is real

 

Standing by the side

Of the days of her life

See the falling tide - what's left behind?

 

As the light starts to fall

 

I know she recalls - I know she recalls

I know she recalls - The thrill of it all

 

I know she recalls - I know she recalls

I know she recalls - The thrill of it all

 

Here under the Sun

Hopelessly undone

How can feelings grow - From seeds she didn't sow

 

Mem'ries made of  pain

She cannot explain

A hand in the flame - the nameless game

 

As the light starts to fall

know she recalls - I know she recalls

I know she recalls - The thrill of it all

 

I know she recalls - I know she recalls

I know she recalls - The thrill of it all

 

Graeme wrote:

This lyric was co-written with Emma Holman - thanks Emma for your heartfelt words, love DBS

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