Call me when you Get back to Baltimore We'll talk of things new It might seem things are fine But trouble takes its own time And sometimes people too
And we should take a long ride You and I to Avalon Take me somewhere new And it could be such a long drive You and I just babbling Nothing else to do
Pick up my six string Play a subtle tune I'll fix something to sing with you I'm tired of splitting nails In the kitchen she was holding you all alone In the back's where they throw out the bones
And we should take a long drive You and I to Avalon Take me somewhere new And it could be such long drive You and I just babbling Nothing else to do
Are you leaving? Yes you're leaving Just for tonight I'd like you standing by
[Part II]
I was a thief I faked a call Emptied a bar in Baltimore Sat on the stairs Where somebody swears "Things will get better in Baltimore"
Where it gets hot on the magnolia Where it gets hot on the magnolia
And how did it taste? Crabs on paper You just kept holding on Baltimore Ate from a palm Ate from the shore But I just stopped growing in Baltimore
Where it gets hot on the magnolia Where it gets hot on the magnolia Where it gets hot on the magnolia Where it gets hot on the magnolia
There is a dream land many miles inside me And I go there when I can Many miles haunting me There is a dream land many miles inside me And I go there when I can Many miles haunting me There is a dream land many miles inside me And I go there when I can Many miles haunting me There is a dream land many miles inside me And I go there when I can Many miles haunting meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
