After the Fire Is Gone (Live) - Sheryl Crow

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

Today I got a letter from someone Just a friend we knew some time ago And as I read between the lines I began to realize He didn't know I lost you a long long time ago. Oh, I just can't make it any longer Everything I do is always wrong I'm livin' a lie and there's no need in tryin' To keep hangin' on after all the good is gone. --- Instrumental --- Lord, I wish that I could die and there's no use in tryin' To keep hangin' on after all the good is gone...