Lyrics:

in the Baltimore daily newspaper miracles really happen that way now you know me much better than any and that is why I can call you my friend call you my friend in all the time that I've known you never knowing that I let you down in the tired desperation you stumbled with nothing to show but these empty arms empty arms the way I'm living now I might as well leave for Baltimore and the sun keeps shining on son in all the time that I've known you never knowing that I let you down in the tired desperation you stumbled with nothing to show but these empty arms empty arms the way I'm living now I might as well leave for Baltimore and the sun keeps shining on son the way I'm living now I might as well leave for Baltimore and the sun keeps shining on son in the Baltimore daily newspaper miracles really happen that way now you know me much better than any and that is why I can call you my friend call you my friend call you my friend