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 the 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 the 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