The thrill is gone!
The thrill is gone!
I can see it in your eyes,
I can hear it in your sighs,
Feel your touch and realize
The thrill is gone
The nights are cold,
For love is old
Love was grand when love was new,
Birds were singing, skies were blue
Now it don't appeal to you,
The thrill is gone
This is the end, so why pretend
And let it linger on
The thrill is gone!