A sliver of a chance

Why walk on eggshells doing the soft shoe whistling a happy tune?

Somebody is bound to think you’ve drifted off to the loony moon

Why go around a minefield wearing a blindfold turning cartwheels?

You want to know the answer? I’ll tell you all about how good it feels

If there’s a sliver of a chance

Just maybe a whisper of hope

That we could spark up our romance

I’d walk a 50 story tight rope

Without a net

Why then were you able to turn it all upside down and run?

If you were living in paradise you’d think you never would’ve moved

Why would you throw away the keys to the house of fun?

Even the cloudiest of days, well you know they can always be improved

Why now do you believe and grab your beads and pray?

Like you’re waiting for divine intervention to come and save the day

Why look into her eyes and expect to erase the red?

You put it there; don’t you know that’s why it’s dead

If there’s a sliver of a chance

Just maybe a whisper of hope

That we could spark up our romance

I’d walk a 50 story tight rope

Without a net

Why take breath when you know it will soon be done?

Cause everybody’s longing for just a little bit more sun

Why work for peanuts in a circus that earning so much more?

These are the kind of ways that the little things are for

Why not take a chance on rebuilding the ruins?

You loved the sound we made singing our happy tunes

Why give up when you know what we can share?

Just tell me what in life is ever guaranteed to be there

If there’s a sliver of a chance

Just maybe a whisper of hope

That we could spark up our romance

I’d walk a 50 story tightrope

Without a net                                                                  Tim Windisch

                                                                             September 19, 2009