Текст песни Marc Almond - Christmas in Vegas
Marc Almond - Christmas in Vegas слова песни
Well I just cant explainThe despair that I feelAs the wheel goes roundAnd round, roundNow I must returnTo the city of steelPut my feet on the groundThe ground, groundIn las vegas there are no clocksThe time goes slow, so slowMy futures mapped out in the cardsAnd I feel so low, so lowNow were in the seasonOf love and goodwillBut the wheel still goes roundAnd round, roundBut theres love in my heartGoodwill in my soulIm here on my ownTheres nothing so lonelyAs christmas in vegasThe lights of las vegasHold no magic for meNo real substituteFor the lights on a treeOne day Ill returnThe city of steel>from roulette and blackjackAnd the spin of the wheelAt the table I see mens fortunesCome and go and goIve seen my future in the cardsAnd I feel so low, so lowNow were in the seasonOf love and goodwillBut the wheel still goes roundAnd round, roundBut theres love in my heartGoodwill in my soulIm here on my ownTheres nothing so lonelyAs christmas in vegasIm here on my ownSo please wont you phone meIts christmas in vegasIm so lonelyThis christmas in vegasPlease wont you phone meThis christmas in vegasI feel lonelyWont you phone meNow I need youThis christmas in vegasWhy wont you phone meWouldnt it be niceIf wed both thrown different dice