Que Sera Sera/True Love - Ray Conniffs Orchestra and Singers, Ray Conniff

Chances are

Cause I wear a silly grin

The moment you come into view

Chances are you think

That I’m in love with you

Just because

My composure sorta slips

The moment that your lips meet mine

Chances are you think my heart’s

Your Valentine

In the magic of moonlight

When I sigh hold me close dear

Chances are you believe the stars

That fill the skies

Are in my eyes

Guess you feel you’ll always be The one and only one for me And if you think you could

Well, chances are the chances are

Awfully good

It’s not for me to say

You love me It’s not for me to say

You’ll always care

Oh, but here for the moment

I can hold you fast

And press your lips to mine

And dream that love, will last

As far as I can see

This is Heaven

And speaking just for me It’s ours to share

Perhaps the glow of love will grow

With every passing day

Or we may never meet again

But then

It’s not for me to say

(Dah-dah)

Speaking just for me It’s ours to share

Perhaps the glow of love will grow

With every passing day

Or we may never meet again

But then, it’s not for me to say

But chances are the chances are

Awfully good

(I hope and pray it’s true)

The chances are

The chances are

Awfully good

Awfully good

Chances are