Same dances in the
same old shoes
Some habits that you
just can't lose
There's no telling
what a man might use
After the thrill is gone
The flame rises
but it soon descends
Empty pages and a
frozen pen
You're not quite lovers
and you're not quite friends
After the thrill is gone oh
After the thrill is gone
What can you do
when your dreams come true
And it's not quite
like you planned
What have you done
to be losing the one
You held it so tight
in your hand well
Time passes and you
must move on
Half the distance takes you
twice as long
So you keep on
singing for the
sake of the song
After the thrill is gone
You're afraid you
might fall out of fashion
And you're feeling
cold and small
Any kind of love
without passion
That ain't no kind of
lovin' at all well
Same dances in the
same old shoes
You get too careful with the
steps you choose
you don't care about winning
but you don't want to lose
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone oh
After the thrill is gone