When i feel the morning grass i let down my guard
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Because love comes from the dirt in my own backyard
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Everytime i think i've finished being young
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I catch myself having fun
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But the moment passes as the sun moves on
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So i turn myself back to you
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On a diamond in the rough i spent my better years
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I still see her in the crowd with diamonds in her ears
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And it's depressing that i can't forget the tune the organist played
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La da da da da da da, la da da da da da da...
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Everytime i think i've finished being young
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I catch myself having fun
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But the moment passes as the son moves on
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So i turn myself back to you
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Is our season over?
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No four leaf clover
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I feel it's getting colder now that it's late fall
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Can you still remember april to november?
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You and i were members of the best team in baseball
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So we play our games
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I've got a girlfriend
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You've found a new guy but it's not the same
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And so i drive straight up i-5
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To let you know i'm still alive
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Baseball
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| Ozma |
