Christmas In Vegas
Composer(s): Marc Almond
Performer(s): Marc Almond



Well I just can't 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 future's mapped out in the cards
And I feel so low, so low
Now we're in the season
Of love and goodwill
But the wheel still goes round, and round, round
But there's love in my heart (love in my heart)
Goodwill in my soul (goodwill in my soul)
I'm here on my own
There's nothing so lonely
As Christmas in Vegas (Christmas in Vegas)
The lights of Las Vegas
Hold no magic for me
No real substitute
For the lights on a tree
One day I'll return
To the city of steel
For roulette and blackjack
And a the spin of the wheel
At the table I've seen men's fortunes
Come and go and go
I've seen my future in the cards
And I feel so low, so low
Now we're in the season
Of love and goodwill
But the wheel still goes round, and round, round
But there's love in my heart (love in my heart)
Goodwill in my soul (goodwill in my soul)
I'm here on my own
There's nothing so lonely
As Christmas in Vegas (Christmas in Vegas)
I'm here on my own
So please won't you phone me
This Christmas in Vegas
I'm so lonely, this Christmas in Vegas
Please won't you phone me, this Christmas in Vegas
I'm so lonely, won't you phone me
Now I need you, this Christmas in Vegas
Why don't you phone me
Wouldn't it be nice if we both have thrown different dice