I can’t explain it
I finished my day shift
Thought about you on my walk home for a second
We were back in Brooklyn
Things, they were different
I’m sure I remember it better than you did
But what does it matter?
You wanted a limousine
It doesn't matter that I’m living a fantasy
It’s all in my head, it’s alright
It's all in my head, it’s alright
And I've got no plans tonight
Do you feel like killing time with me?
We’d be running red lights
No, I don’t mind
I don’t mind bleeding all over your white
Seeing our colors combined
I feel like we’re riding a natural high
No, I don’t mind
I don’t mind
And you were too broken
I couldn't relate to you when we were in Brooklyn
I tried but I can’t replace you
Everything you said to me
Disintegrates in memories
And you were too broken I couldn’t relate to you
Brooklyn was written by Alex Banin.
Brooklyn was produced by Mike Hector.