Baseball

When i feel the morning grass i let down my guard

Because love comes from the dirt in my own backyard

Everytime i think i've finished being young

I catch myself having fun

But the moment passes as the sun moves on

So i turn myself back to you

On a diamond in the rough i spent my better years

I still see her in the crowd with diamonds in her ears

And it's depressing that i can't forget the tune the organist played

La da da da da da da, la da da da da da da...

Everytime i think i've finished being young

I catch myself having fun

But the moment passes as the son moves on

So i turn myself back to you

Is our season over?

No four leaf clover

I feel it's getting colder now that it's late fall

Can you still remember april to november?

You and i were members of the best team in baseball

So we play our games

I've got a girlfriend

You've found a new guy but it's not the same

And so i drive straight up i-5

To let you know i'm still alive