After the Fire Is Gone - Conway Twitty

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...

Well Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you You're so like the lady with the mystic smile Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have named you For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile Well, it your smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa Or is this your way to hide a broken heart Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep They just lie there and they die there Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art? Well in a Villa in a little old Italian town Lives a girl whose beauty shames the rose Many yearn to love her but their hopes all tumble down What does she want I guess nobody knows Is your smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa Or is this your way to hide a broken heart Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?

Hello darling, happy birthday I've decided not to give you a present this year In fact I think it's about time I took some things away. I'd like to take away the suspicion That I know clouds your world at times By giving you some faith to hold on to, honey Whenever your hand is not in mine. Happy birthday darling, I've no present, no fancy cake But I hope I'll make you happy with everything I take. I'd like to take away some of your lonely moments By spending more time with you And I'd like to take away some of those so, so kisses And replace them with ones that really say, I love you. And I want to take away the doubt You sometimes have about my love By showing it more, much more than I've shown you lately And then if someone should ask you What I got you for your birthday Well you can say, why he didn't give me anything But he sure took a lot of things away. Happy birthday darling I've no present, no fancy cake But I hope I'll make you happy with everything I take. Happy birthday darling I've no present, no fancy cake But I hope I'll make you happy with everything I take. Happy birthday, darling...