2000-10-27 - 13:43:59
SUBWAY SERIES 2000
The World Series is over,
And the crowds roar echoes in Queens!
The ticker tape awaits them now,
But all is not as it seems.
Deep in the heart of summer,
Far from the red dirt and grass,
There lie memories of my yesterd'ys,
And the joys that never will pass.
'Cause I found a darling so precious,
Her red hair a fire she breathes,
Igniting my soul and its mysteries,
And the passions I so want to please.
When spring comes anew everlasting,
And the boys of summer return;
Her smile and voice will draw me aside
And no more for the game will I yearn.
For in me there lives one of those boys -
And in her one of those girls.
Her hair's a fire in side me that burns
As she tosses her red locks and curls.
I think to be with her in all of my dreams,
As the crowds roar rises in awe
When the fly ball arches its way back to earth,
And there is silence in Queens once more.
