It must be Spring Training, or Valentine’s Day… that magical time of the year.
When
you are in love
It's the loveliest month of the year
Stars batting or with glove
And you almost can catch them from here
It's the loveliest month of the year
Stars batting or with glove
And you almost can catch them from here
Balls
foul off into lime
Any base you are holding me near
When you are in love
It's the pitcher and MVP of the year
Any base you are holding me near
When you are in love
It's the pitcher and MVP of the year
Walking
along to first base
Like a breeze drifting over the diamond
Thrilled by the wonder of second
And the wonderful fastball he throwed and...
Like a breeze drifting over the diamond
Thrilled by the wonder of second
And the wonderful fastball he throwed and...
The
Stands start to beat
Like a tribal chant that sets you in fear
So kiss me, my sweet...
It's the loveliest month of the year
Like a tribal chant that sets you in fear
So kiss me, my sweet...
It's the loveliest month of the year
Walking
along to first base
Like a breeze drifting over the diamond
Thrilled by the wonder of second
And the wonderful fastball he throwed and...
Like a breeze drifting over the diamond
Thrilled by the wonder of second
And the wonderful fastball he throwed and...
My
heart starts to beat
Like a tribal chant that sets you in fear
So kiss me, my sweet...
It's the loveliest month of the year!
Like a tribal chant that sets you in fear
So kiss me, my sweet...
It's the loveliest month of the year!
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