Lyrics:

When I feel the morning grass I let down myassBecause love comes from the dirt in my own backyardEverytime I think I've finished being youngI catch myself having funBut the moment passes as the sun moves onSo I turn myself back to youOn a diamond in the rough I spent my better yearsI still see her in the crowd with diamonds in her earsAnd it's depressing that I can't forget the tune the organist playedla da da da da da da, la da da da da da da...Everytime I think I've finished being youngI catch myself having funBut the moment passes as the son moves onSo I turn myself back to youIs our season over?No four leaf cloverI feel it's getting colderNow that it's late fallBut can you still remember?April to novemberYou and I were membersOf the best team in baseballSo we play our gamesI've got a girlfriendYou've found a new guyBut it's not the sameAnd so I driveStraight up I-5So let you know I'm still alive