How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of baseball affair?
And how many times did you swear
That you’d never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights?
How many lies, how many fights?
And why would you want to
Put yourself through all of that again?
Baseball is pain I hear you say
Baseball is a cruel and bitter way of
Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain
How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again
Why don't we turn the clock to zero honey?
I’ll sell the stock we’ll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if baseball will take me back
I’m thinking in a brand new way
It could happen to you
Just like it happened to me
There is simply no immunity
There's no guarantee
I say baseball is such a force if you find yourself in it
You need some time for reflection
You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Baseball is the rhythm in your tune
It's the sun and it's the moon
It's the bat and it's the cave
It's the beach and it's the wave
It's the plough and it's the land
It's the glove and it's the hand
It's the train and it's the station
It's the flagpole to our nation
It's the present and the future
It's the wound and it's the suture
It's the magnet to the pole
It's the devil in my soul
It's the pupil and the teacher
It's the church and it's the preacher
It's the flower and it's the rain
It's the tunnel and it's the train
Stand up, all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted, every boy and every girl
Stand up, all you lovers in the world
We're starting up a brand new day
It's the crop and the rotation
It's the sum of my equation
It's the answer to your question
If you follow it's suggestion
You can turn this ship around
And go up instead of down
'cause it's the pan and it's the handle
It's the flame and it's the candle
