Chances Are

Chances are if we'd meet again You won't know who I am, Though you might remember the smile Or you might recall the walk, But, chances are, you will not. And if we did meet on the road again Would you smile and call my name, Or would you forget who I was Because now, we are not the same. Chances are, you would walk away And you would forget what you saw, Even though you knew me then, But, now my face, you couldn't recall. And if we were in trouble in the sea of life Would you be there to toss me a line, I know I'd be there if only for you, But alas, that was a different time. And chances are, if we were alone You would then smile and talk to me, You would be my friend, and remember again But, chances are; that will never be. Chances are, that I will never change And that I will stay the way that I am, And you will stay the way, that you must be But, I don't care, in this world of man. I will act the way that I want to act And I will do the things that I must do, And I am not ashamed of anything or anyone But, chances are, the hypocrite is you. And as life is full of chances of her own She has her own steps and stairs, And could I see you on your way down Chances are, I will be there. Randy L. McClave