Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin
The moment you come into view
Chances are you think that I'm in love with you
Just because my composure sort of slips
The moment that your lips meet mine
Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine

In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"
Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes

Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could

Well, chances are your chances are awfully good
Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes

Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could

Well, chances are your chances are awfully good
The chances are your chances are awfully good

ŠJohnny Mathis 1957

"Chances Are" is a popular song with music by
Robert Allen and lyrics by Al Stillman.

The song was one of a large number of compositions
by the Stillman-Allen team that were chart hits in the 1950s.