As the black of your coffee

 

As the black of your coffee

As the deep of your thought

As the truth of your words

you wondered the chances

The chances of today

The regrets of tomorrow

You might follow your mind

But the road is rough

You might follow your heart

But the road is far

You might hide the truth

But the path is clear

You wondered the chances

You wanted what they have

You got what they need

You look for the ultimate

They look for the comfort

Aims are clear

A thousand years between

We wondered the chances