The Thrill Is Gone (1954) - Chet Baker

Will I ever find the boy in my mind

The one who is my ideal?

Maybe he’s a dream, and yet he might be

Just around the corner waiting for me

Will I recognise the light in his eyes

That no other eyes reveal?

Or will I pass him by

And never even know that he is my ideal?

Or maybe he’s a dream, and yet he might be

Just around the corner waiting for me

Will I recognise the light in his eyes

That no other eyes reveal?

Although he may be late

I trust in fate, and so I wait for my ideal

I wait for my ideal