Same dances in the same old shoes
  Some habits that you just can't lose
  There's no telling what a man might lose,
  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
  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