Full On

I saw him go

Straight to the ground

I'm running full on

To lay my hand on his back

I saw him go

Limp as a veil

Thrown in a cruel fashion

I saw every quarterback crying

Folded on my lap

And counting out the damage done

Ripped from the field

And freaking out

I'll be a still valley

I saw every quarterback crying

Laid up on the grass

And nodding like a violet

I saw every quarterback crying

Folded on my lap

And counting out the damage done