After The Thrill Is Gone
Same dances in the same old shoesSome habits that you just can't loseThere's no telling what a man might lose,After the thrill is goneThe flame rises but it soon descendsEmpty pages and a frozen penYou're not quite lovers and you're not quite friendsAfter the thrill is gone, oh,After the thrill is goneWhat can you do when your dreams come trueAnd it's not quite like you planned?What have you done to be losing the oneYou held it so tight in your hand wellTime passes and you must move on,Half the distance takes you twice as longSo you keep on singing for the sake of the songAfter the thrill is goneAfter the thrill is goneYou're afraid you might fall out of fashionAnd you're feeling cold and smallAny kind of love without passionThat ain't no kind of lovin' at all, wellSame dances in the same old shoesYou get too careful with the steps you chooseyou don't care about winning but you don't want to loseAfter the thrill is goneAfter the thrill is goneAfter the thrill is gone, ohAfter the thrill is gone
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