Chances
Jill barber
Chances, what are the chances
The chances that I'd find you
Stealing glances, across a crowded room
And taking a chance or two
The chances that I'd find you
Stealing glances, across a crowded room
And taking a chance or two
Love it has a funny way of knowing what to do
Oh, but the chances what are the chances
The chances that I'd find you
Old romances, I've had a few
But none like this before
The circumstances, that brought me to you
Are they just chances and nothing more
Love it has a funny way of showing what is true
Oh, but the chances what are the chances that I'd find you
(Love it has a funny way of knowing what to do)
Oh, but the chances what are the chances
The chances that I'd find you
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