Lyric

Fields are quiet grass is bare

Bats and gloves just sitting there

Empty dugouts silent nights

Missing all those stadium lights

Bases loaded dreams on hold

Curtain calls and stories told

Swing away now nothing's clear

Catching reruns with my beer

Off-season blues no games to play

Dreaming of that sunny day

Pitchers tossing fast and slow

Can’t wait for that baseball glow

Ballparks locked up gates are closed

Summer nights we once opposed

Craving innings extra tense

No more sitting on the fence

Wake me when the spring arrives

Home runs making fans go wild

No more headlines all so bland

Just those innings hand in hand

Off-season blues no games to play

Dreaming of that sunny day

Pitchers tossing fast and slow

Can’t wait for that baseball glow