Words & Music by Steve Bowman, David Bryson, Adam Duritz, Charlie Gillingham, Dave Immergluck, Matt Malley As performed by Allison Crowe
The circus is falling down on its knees 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 rain coat
These train conversations are passing me by And I don't have nothing to say You get what you paid 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, there’s things I forget I miss you I guess that I should Three-thousand five-hundred miles away And 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, baby, if I listen real hard And I wish, I wish it was a small world ’cause I'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I guess it's time to put the top down I need a phone call I need a raincoat I really need a raincoat I really, really need a rain coat I really, really, really need a rain coat I really need a raincoat