This circus is falling down on it's knees The big top is crumbling down It's raining in baltimore fifty miles east Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call I need a raincoat I need a big love I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by And I don't have nothing to say You get what you pay for But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call I need a plane ride I need a sunburn I need a raincoat
And I get no answers And I don't get no change It's raining in baltimore, baby But everything else is the same
There's things I remember and things I forget I miss you I guess that I should Three thousand five hundred miles away But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car I can always hear a freight train if I listen real hard And I wish it was a small world Because I'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I think it's time to put the top down
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