The Revolving Door - American Music Club

The revolving door

I’m stuck in it, my love

Your cold, cold heart that never opens

And never tires

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?

Your meteor shower, did you make it rain my love?

Did you want to wish on some lucky star

Or did you just want to see them fall

And burn out?

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?

Your disappearing act

Oh, that’s an old stand by my love

And I just want your touch

I just want your touch to never tire

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?

What chance?

What chance do I have?

What chance do I have?