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