Same dances in the same old shoes
Some habits that you just can't lose
There's no telling what a woman might use
After the thrill is gone

Flame rises but it soon descends
Empty pages and a frozen pen
You're not quite lovers and you can’t be friends again
After the thrill is gone, oh,
After the thrill is gone

What can you do when your dreams come true
And they’re not quite like you planned?
What have you done to be losing the one
You held him so tight in your hand

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
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
Ain't no kind of lovin’ at all

Time passes and you must move on
Half the distance takes you twice as long
And yet you keep on singing just for the sake of a song
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone

Same dances in the same old shoes
You get too careful ‘bout steps you choose
You don't care about winning but you sure don't wanna lose
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone, oh no
After the thrill is gone…