Our Place in the Sun - Joel Plaskett

A long winter, a late summer

With nothing to do

You should’ve seen me, you should’ve seen her

You should’ve seen us two

The first sighting of real lightning

On the horizon line

We moved close, we moved closer

‘Til it was closing time

It started raining, it started pouring

She said «Let's have us some fun»

Sometimes we roll, sometimes we run

To our place in the sun

In the dark, in the darkness

She could read my lips

She had my heart, I felt heartless

With my hands on her hips

I got cold, I got colder

I couldn’t tell anyone

Sometimes we roll, sometimes we run

From our place in the sun

The ninth inning, record spinning

I’m 33 and a third

Sidetracking, we kept skipping

Into places unheard

We tied our laces, we stole the bases

We got some air in our lungs

Singing, «Sometimes we roll, sometimes we run

To our place in the sun»