The Revolving Door

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? 

Your meteor shower, my love 
Did you want to wish on some lucky star 
Or did you just want to watch them fall 
And burn out 

What chance do I have?

Your disappearing act my love 
That's an old stand by 
And I just want your touch 
To never tire

What chance do I have?