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 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 it don't appeal to you
	The thrill is gone
	The thrill is gone
	The thrill is gone
	The thrill is gone
	Is this the end?
	So why pretend?
	Let it linger!