Rookie of the Year Songtext
von Tellison

I was the rookie of the year
I was the boy most likely to
And though I still play every year
I′ve never really made it
I've never really made it
Where did I go wrong?
I never really made it
Other prospects came along
And the worst thing that I do
Is take comfort that they won′t make it, too
What once seemed so attainable
Now seems out of reach
Clear eyes, full heart
Can't lose
You can't lose I lost, I lost
Are my eyes and heart not good?
I never really made it
Though they said I would
And the worst thing that I do is take comfort when you don′t make it, too
The statistics don′t lie
The numbers speak for themselves
Your average is down and bottoming out
Your initial success you won't resolve
Outlier
There′s gotta be something that's not in the numbers
There′s gotta be something that's more than the numbers
Doesn′t there?
Doesn't there?