Tennis Courts
If I was a tennis ball,
I would be flying high in the sky
If I made a great fall,
I’d be your one and only guy…
Wish I could be standing tall beside you
Anguish upon me made me feel so blue
I’m sitting beside the tennis courts,
Thought of you, trying to put the tennis balls in my shorts
On the tennis courts…I, I fly
On the tennis courts…I, I try
To give you my all
To stay on the ball
To give you some recognition
To give you some kind of ambition
On the tennis courts…I, I’m oh so high
On the tennis courts…I, I’m about to cry
Tears of clear intuition
I have made a decision
To give you some recognition
To give you a lot of ambition,
Though I have mere admiration
Towards you a lot…
I took my best shot…
On the tennis courts…tennis courts…
If I was a cop in the mall,
I would be driving you around and all
If you made me a quick call,
I would answer immediately and be on the ball
Wish I could be standing tall beside you
Anguish upon me made me feel so blue
I’m sitting beside the tennis courts,
Thought of you, trying to put the tennis balls in my shorts
On the tennis courts…I, I fly
on the tennis courts…I, I try
To give you my all
To stay on the ball
To give you some recognition
To give you some kind of ambition
On the tennis courts…I, I’m oh so high
On the tennis courts…I, I’m about to cry
Tears of clear intuition
I have made a decision
To give you some recognition
To give you a lot of ambition,
Though I have mere admiration
Towards you a lot…
I took my best shot…
On the tennis courts…tennis courts…
If I was to be a heart that pounds with appall,
I wouldn’t be this warrior who stands so tall
I’m a young man, playing on the tennis courts
I’m a young ball boy with his blue and green shorts
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2022
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