Ghostman

Words and music by Bill Price

The boys of summer - choosing up their sides
In the sandlot - you always played with pride
We hit and run - for that pennant far away
We became a perfect double-play
But time was called as I was headed home to you

Now I'm the ghostman - trying to come home
I'm the ghostman - left here all alone

I'm the one that no one ever sees
I could win the game for you, if you please
Don't leave me here - drive me home

That big-league sun - blazing up above
It threw our shadows - they fit like a ball and glove
Short of dreams - we played pitcher's hand
That home field was like a holy land
Someone made a play, and now I'm stranded far away from you

And I'm the ghostman - trying to steal your heart
I'm the ghostman - still we're ninety feet apart

I'm the one that no one ever sees
I could win the game for you, if you please
Don't leave me here - drive me home

The shadow's long - the season's almost spent
All those heroes - I don't know where they went
Last of the ninth - it's a chance to break the tie
The winning run is in the corner of your eye
The count is full and you're looking for a sign from me

But I'm the ghostman - I'm your winning run
I'm the ghostman - your hero still unsung

I'm the one that no one ever sees
I could win the game for you, if you please
Don't leave me here - you gotta drive me home

I'm the ghostman - I did not hear them cheer
I'm the ghostman - just wait 'til next year

© 2003 Mr. Quill Music (BMI)