Tytuł: Chance

• Wykonawca: R.E.M.
• Wyświetleń: 189

Chance, chance, chance, chance
  
   Friday bank card yours got stuck
   I loaned you a phone quarter, said "Good luck"
   Where are you now?
  
   Me and glasses aSturday slump
   You and your shopping, I looked up
   Our eyes met, mine are green
   You'd had a peroxide thing
   Call now, look me up
  
   Sunday 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 travel
  
   You 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 have had a sorry day (?)
   Cafe' streetside, Tuesday bloom
   You wanna be on fire, I said I'm in the moon (?)
  
   Wednesday grocery, corner of Vine,
   You were in the checkout line
   I dropped my frozen dinners, you helped pick them up
  
   Thursday cab rush, our block,
   You with broken accent, my heart stopped
   You laughed, I worry
  
   Chance, chance, chance, chance
   Swarming like a dozen crushing blows
   All those glances, midtime dances
   Chance
  
   I 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 think
  
   A 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
   Chance
  
   Guys, this is very tedious... stop!