Monday, May 15, 2006

Miss You, Nikolai

RAINING IN BALTIMORE: By The Counting Crows
The circus is falling down on its knees
Big top is crumbling down
Its raining in Baltimore, fifty miles east
Where you should be, noones around
I need a phone call
I need a rain coat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I dont 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 sun burn
I need a rain coat
And I get no answers, and I dont get no change
Its raining in Baltimore baby, but everything else is the same
Thers things I'll remember, and things I'll 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 traing baby if I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Cause I'm lonely for teh big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I guess its time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a rain coat
I really need a rain coat

1 comment:

D.M. Wheaton said...

It's time for a blog post, Chloé.

-- The Prime Minister