The Thril Is Gone
Lew Brown / Ray Henderson
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 knew
birds were singing, skys were blue
now it don't appeal to you
the thrill is gone
this is the end
so why pritend
and let it linger on
the thrill is gone