A Song About Baseball

Saturdays on the baseball field
And me afraid of the ball
Just another kid on Camera Day
When the Angels still played in L.A
I was smiling in living black and white

Baseball caps and bubble gum
"I think there’s a hole in my glove"
Three-and-two, life and death
I was swinging with eyes closed
Holding my breath
I was dying on my way to the bench

But none of it mattered after the game
When my Father would find me
And call out my name
A soft drink, a snow cone, a candy bar
A limousine ride in the family car
He loved me no matter how I played
He loved me no matter how I played

But none of it mattered after the game
When my Father would find me
And call out my name
Dreaming of glory the next time out
My Father showed me what love is about
He loved me no matter how I played
He loved me no matter how I played
He loved me no matter how I played

But none of it mattered after the game
When my Father would find me
And call out my name