The summer game has let me down, standing lonely on the mound A crossroads only I can see, between oblivion and destiny My mind and body say I'm done, but something says I must go on Conventional wisdom does implore you give it all and then give some more Summer slowly turns to fall It's so hard to walk away from it all Long before my time My agent says I need to move, what do I have left to prove? I falter when I hold my ground, for a couple of bucks, you can keep me around You're only young just once, I know, but history will always show You pad your best days with the chaff, a faded, tarnished photograph Dandy Don and Warren Spahn tell me that I must go on I must go on, I can't go on, I must go on, I can't go on