Christmas in Vegas — текст песни (Marc Almond)

Well I just cant explain

The despair that I feel

As the wheel goes round

And round, round



Now I must return

To the city of steel

Put my feet on the ground

The ground, ground



In las vegas there are no clocks

The time goes slow, so slow

My futures mapped out in the cards

And I feel so low, so low



Now were in the season

Of love and goodwill

But the wheel still goes round

And round, round



But theres love in my heart

Goodwill in my soul

Im here on my own

Theres nothing so lonely

As christmas in vegas



The lights of las vegas

Hold no magic for me

No real substitute

For the lights on a tree



One day Ill return

The city of steel

>from roulette and blackjack

And the spin of the wheel



At the table I see mens fortunes

Come and go and go

Ive seen my future in the cards

And I feel so low, so low



Now were in the season

Of love and goodwill

But the wheel still goes round

And round, round



But theres love in my heart

Goodwill in my soul

Im here on my own

Theres nothing so lonely

As christmas in vegas



Im here on my own

So please wont you phone me

Its christmas in vegas



Im so lonely

This christmas in vegas

Please wont you phone me

This christmas in vegas

I feel lonely

Wont you phone me

Now I need you

This christmas in vegas

Why wont you phone me

Wouldnt it be nice

If wed both thrown different dice