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
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