In the baltimore daily newspaper Miracles really happen that way Now, you know me much better than any And that is why I can't call you my friend Call you my friend
In all the time that I've known you Never knowing that I'd let you down In the tight desperation you stumbled With nothing to show but these empty arms Empty arms
Chorus: The way I'm living now, might as well leave for baltimore And the sun keeps shining lonesome
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