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"