The Revolving Door Lyrics - 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?