Chances Are

Chances are, 'cause I wear that silly grin

the moment you come into view;

chances are you think that I'm in love with you.



Just because my composure sort-of 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 your chances are awfully good!



The chances are your chances are awfully good!