Lyrics:

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 watch 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, yeah 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?