Scot Crandal: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

I guess I need second chance.
It seems I didn’t know the meaning of romance.
I let myself be fooled and flattered,
And couldn’t see what really mattered.

On flights of fancy that I took,
I hardly gave your quiet ways a passing look.
But when I finally stopped my running around,
There you were, both feet on the ground.

I’m hoping now that it could be
You’ll take a chance on me.


Reprise:

On flights of fancy that I took,
I hardly gave your quiet ways a passing look.
I’d gladly leave behind such blind fantasy
To share your lovely reality.

I’m hoping now that it could be
You’ll take a chance on me.