I see the pitcher glare,
not stare,
then the pitcher throws the ball,
with his all,
Pow! the ball goes out wide,
it’s like an ocean tide,
washing you away,
to the day,
I knew baseball was not lame,
but an amazing game
your vision, your voice
I see the pitcher glare,
not stare,
then the pitcher throws the ball,
with his all,
Pow! the ball goes out wide,
it’s like an ocean tide,
washing you away,
to the day,
I knew baseball was not lame,
but an amazing game