Verse 1 Moon rises, silver light Paints your shadow in the night No words, we’re close tonight Pre-Chorus Wind slips by Eyes meet — a fleeting sigh A brush of air, soft and high Chorus Chance, chance — we feel it all Passing by, yet standing tall No talk, no trace at all Chance, chance — it whispers, calls Verse 2 Thoughts drift softly to you Lingering, gentle as dew Words would break the mood Pre-Chorus 2 Headlights roll You glance, slow and whole Moments pause, hearts in control Chorus Chance, chance — we feel it all Passing by, yet standing tall No talk, no trace at all Chance, chance — it whispers, calls Outro Time slips I breathe Chance, chance — I feel it now
