The Thrill Is Gone

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 night The nights are so cold For love is old Love was grand when it was new Birds were singin', 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 nights are so cold For love is so old Love is grand when it was new Birds were singin', 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