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, realize
The thrill is gone
Nights are cold
For love is old
Love was grand
When love 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
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, realize
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 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
The thrill is gone
This is the end
The thrill is gone
The Thrill Is Gone was written by Lew Brown & Ray Henderson.
The Thrill Is Gone was produced by Norman Granz.