Chance, chance, chance, chanceFriday bank card yours got stuck
I loaned you a phone quarter, said "Good luck"
Where are you now?Me and glasses Saturday slump
You and your shopping, I looked up
Our eyes met, mine are green
You'd had a peroxide thing
Call now, look me upSunday walk, Weaver's Park,
I was on the lakeside
Where the playgrounds meet
In bare feet
You said, "Mighty cold today"
You never see what I think
You didn't like your daytime job
I was born to travelYou were a camera, I dropped my keys
I'm on the northbound, you were asleep
I said, "Are you holding?"
"You wanna ride the silent sky?"
I wrote a story on the fly
You in the tabletop
I said, "I've had enough of the city."I held a bag of apples
You at the last table
I had had a soy dog
Cafe streetside, Tuesday bloom
You wanna be on fire, I said I hung the moonWednesday grocery, corner of Vine,
You were in the checkout line
I dropped my frozen dinners, you helped pick them upThursday cab rush, our block,
You with broken accent, my heart stopped
You laughed, I worryChance, chance, chance, chance
Swarming like a dozen crushing blows
All those glances, midtime dances
ChanceI never looked it up
You hit the sidewalk talking
Said, "I'd read the ads"
Do you?
Where are you? Will you read this? Can I see?
This is surely moving faster than I can thinkA minute shy, a passing eye
I know I saw you there
Will you read this? Can I see? What did I see?
Chance, chance, chance, chance
Swimming like a dozen crushing blows
All those midtime dances
ChanceGuys, this is very tedious...stop!
Songwriters
BERRY, WILLIAM/STIPE, MICHAEL J./BUCK, PETER LAWRENCE/MILLS, MICHAEL E.Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.