Anton Child - Out Of Luck
Out Of Luck
I have been a lover I have been a fool
Sometimes I am happy but it don’t last at all
Sometimes I wonder if I know the rules
A heart is easily broken it don’t take that much
A sigh and words unspoken blowing in the dust
Scattered on the winds of hopeless love
Scattered on the winds of hopeless love
I’d fly to the moon if I only could
I’d sail the seven oceans wide but it would do no good
Cause you were all I wanted I couldn’t get at enough
Summer flowers and sunshine I had you like a drug
Riding on the altar of your love
Riding on the altar of your love
I’d fly to the moon if I only could
I’d sail the seven oceans wide but it would do no good
I took myself a potion and I was lifted up
Higher than a mountain range drowning in the flood
Angels flew there and the snow white dove
Angels flew there and the snow white dove
I’d fly to the moon if I only could
I’d sail the seven oceans wide but it would do no good
Now I ride the tables every hand I bluff
I spin the wheel of fortune but my numbers don’t come up
Another gambler running out of luck
Just another gambler running out of luck
Just another gambler running out of luck