The Thrill Is Gone

I'm in your arms, and you are kissing me But there seems to be something missingin 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 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 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 I'm in your arms, and you are kissing me But there seems to be something missingin 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 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 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