It’s midnight in Vegas and the lights are shining bright. 3000 miles away, it’s a dark & stormy night I’m surrounded by the glitz and glam like a far off foreign land And I’d trade it all for one more chance to hold my baby’s hand. One more chance to say “I love you” One more chance to hold her close; to tell her how I need her, I wonder if she knows one more time I shoot the dice that’s just how it goes One more opportunity to win away my woes There’s a girl clinging too my arm, […]
Daniel Clarke
Dedicated, Analytic, Professional
