I'm in your arms
And you are kissing me,
But there seems to be
Something missing
In your kissing.
The love we knew
Is just a memory,
It's turned into
A comedy.
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 realise
The thrill is gone.
The nights are cold,
For love is old;
Love was grand
When love was new,
Birds were singin',
Skies were blue.
Now I 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.
~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~
The nights are cold,
For love is old;
Love was grand
When love was new,
Birds were singin',
Skies were blue.
Now I 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.
The thrill is gone,
The thrill is gone,
The thrill is gone...