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