Chance - R.E.M.

Chance, chance, chance, chance

Friday bank card, yours got stuck

I loaned you a phone quarter, said, «Good luckâ€

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 up

Sunday walk, weaver’s park

I was on the lakeside

Where the playgrounds meet

In bare feet

You said, «Mighty cold todayâ€

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?â€

€½You wanna ride the silent sky?â€

I wrote a story on the fly

You in the tabletop

I said, «I've had enough of the cityâ€

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 moonâ€

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