america's pastime

I never cared much for baseball, anyway

But by the time that it crossed my mind

I guess it was too late

'Cause I'd already made a commitment

To the team

Now I try to stay away from those

Perhaps something's wrong with me

Christopher punched me in the chest

When I was thirteen

I went home and cried

'Cause I didn't know why

But he was probably hurting more than me

I was afraid my heart might stop

In my sleep

But it was all in my head

Sometimes my imagination

Gets the best of me

So throw me a pop fly

While I'm chasing butterflies in centerfield

America's pastime

So much can change in twenty years

Ooh

When I was sixteen, I fell in love with a girl

And one day she invited me

To come to her youth group after school

And when I arrived

I was taken by surprise

When she fell to her knees

People were speaking in tongues

At the top of their lungs

And I just wanted to leave

So take me back in time

Where I'm chasing butterflies in centerfield

America's pastime

That's what I'll say in twenty years

Ooh

Ooh, throw me a pop fly

While I'm chasing butterflies in centerfield

America's pastime

Haven't felt this alive in years

Ooh

I never cared much for baseball, anyway

But by the time that it crossed my mind

I guess it was too late