Half a Chance

She says, 'I swear the sun rises
Every morning in the West
And I wake up every morning
Wondering why...'
And I thought of all the lies
That she could have said instead
She still swears the moon is dead

She said, 'I've seen your God
And he's just like other men
But he let the world slip through his hands
Now he wanders it wondering why
And if it could have been saved
And he slips beneath the waves...'

And she would follow if I gave her half a chance.