Beach House - Baseball Diamond lyrics
[Beach House - Baseball Diamond lyrics]
The things you'll get done
Your family's a portrait
When spaces come done
She says she will meet you
When it’s five past seven
No time like the evening
The baseball diamond
You can't find your ticket
The hands in the air
So what it’s a foul ball
The children won't care
She sit's smiling next to you
The sun on the edge
The circle of waves that come
When he comes to pitch
No hands like the evening i want you to win
I feel like it's coming the second stealin’
She sit's like the season
The sun watches him a break in the clouds
No time like within
No time like tomorrow the baseball diamond
Believers waiting for the sun to come down
Believers waiting for the sun to come down
Believers waiting for the sun
Believers waiting for the sun