Raining In Baltimore

The Counting Crows

This circus is falling down on its 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





I need a phone call


I need a raincoat