Ghost Of A Chance - Rhonda Vincent

He lies all alone in his bed

He thinks of the weekend they met

His ol' heart will never forget

Their world when romance

He’d answer if someone should ask

That somehow she slipt through his grasp

His future is linked to the past by the ghost of a chance

He hears her voice as she enters the room

She offers her soft hand to him in the light of the moon

He holds her close, they sway to the tune

For a while he is lost in the dance with a ghost of a chance

He’s moved by the gown that she wears

And the single red rose in her hair

In his mind he places it there all over again

These moments in time hold him fast

These memories out of his past

Won’t die as long as he has the ghost of a chance

He hears her voice as she enters the room

She offers her soft hand to him in the light of the moon

He holds her close, they sway to the tune

For a while he is lost in the dance with a ghost of a chance

For a while he is lost in the dance

With a ghost of a chance