A Chance Untaken
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
She had brunette hair and a pair of brown eyes,
She had a slim figure and a contagious smile,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
Her laughs light up the room,
Her voice lifts all of my gloom,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
I noticed she loved singing.
She hums the day away,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
She wasn’t the best dancer that you could find,
Yet she taps her tiny feet like she’s the greatest,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
My whole world was black and white,
She was the one who brought color,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
She revolved her life around me,
Making some plans together with me,
And I liked her.
There was once a chance I didn’t take,
I didn’t take the chance
To tell her that I
Only like her.
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