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
I stand accused of losing my head
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
I can sense trouble just around the bend
And it's all benn my kind of making
I can't carry on with all this pretence
When it's clear that my love has been fading
I stand accused of the things I said
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
One of my favorite songs on this CD.. as we go through our life, we often meet new people that bring out different energy.. does not mean we dont LOVE who we are with, but the different energy feels good because it is NEW. I also enjoy his guitar playing.. good jam song..