chances are
you and i met just a drumbeat too late
chances are
our feet couldnt keep time to the rhythm of our fate
chances are
you and i ignored the past and forgot to wipe the slate
chances are
before we committed to love we should have
let our friendship marinate
chances are oh lawd
instead of feeling irie i left you feeling irate
chances are
your love was so damn profound i fell under its weight
chances are
i acted too many times like the one who menstruates
chances are
i neglected to refresh our windows
when we needed an update
chances are
i sent a love letter to your soul with the wrong postdate
and as the seasons come and go
who but god truly knows
what our chances were
what our romance incurred
what our hearts deferred
and what will in heaven occur
when fate meets chance
and dances to an everlasting song of love
chances are
you were too damn special for a simple mon like me
chances are
cupid cought a cold and missed his appointment
to secure our destiny
chances are
im a simple rasta mon with an antiquated philosophy
chances are oh lawd
the spirits broke us up so you can retain your sanity
chances are
our ship that sailed was the victim of a mutiny
chances are
the devil played tricks on our unsuspecting minds
clandestinely
chances are
i will never again gaze upon your beautiful anatomy
chances are
our round pegs and square holes
would never fit symmetrically
and as the seasons come and go
who but god truly knows
what our chances were
what our romance incurred
what our hearts deferred
and what in heaven will occur
when fate meets chance
and dances to an everlasting song of love
chances are
the reggae riddim seduced our very souls
chances are
we could have written the greatest love story ever told
chances are
my myopic vision made me nearsighted
when viewing our goals
chances are oh lawd
i will never see you again in that sexy camisole
chances are
i could have been shawn carter
and you my beyonce knowles
chances are
i sould have played it kool when things were
out of control
chances are
we will never make love again
in a field of marigolds
chances are everytime i hear
waiting in vain the feeling will never grow old
and as the seasons come and go
who but god truly knows
what our chances were
what our romance incurred
what our hearts deferred
and what in heaven will occur
when fate meets chance
and dances to an everlasting song of love
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