Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brooklyn In The Summer, artist - Aloe Blacc.
Date of issue: 26.07.2018
Song language: English
Brooklyn In The Summer |
Remember we sat in the cold, no money in Montreal |
Underneath that waterfall, nobody else ever saw |
I packed up everything except those memories |
That only I can see, and can’t get rid of |
I still remember the first, your body hit every nerve |
Used to wake up in my shirt, that’s the one I had to burn |
Trying not to stare, but you are everywhere |
You’re everywhere that I’ve ever known |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been hiding, half awake for so long |
And it’s the subtleties only you’ve ever seen |
Bringing the mess of me back together |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been stumbling, half awake for so long |
Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real |
I’ve got, I’ve gotta let you go |
Gotta let you go |
This morning I walked to the train, just like you did every day |
Everyone else is the same, I wonder if you’re the same |
And do you lay your head in someone else’s bed |
To help you bury it? |
Just like you always did |
And now you’re in all of my words, only way I can return |
Memories fade in reverse, but you will always be heard |
Wherever I can sing, you’ll be right there with me |
In ghosts and melodies that only I can see |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been hiding, half awake for so long |
And it’s the subtleties only you’ve ever seen |
Bringing the mess of me back together |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been stumbling, half awake for so long |
Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real |
I’ve got, I’ve gotta let you go |
But maybe I’m not really ready to give up you |
'Cause nobody ever mattered to me like you do |
'Cause you’re so appealing, I caught that feeling |
And touch the ceiling, ooh |
I wish I could describe it but words just ain’t enough |
And nothing that I could say would ever measure up |
But what I can’t stand is you’re outta my hands |
And I’m outta your plans, ooh |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been hiding, half awake for so long |
And it’s the subtleties only you’ve ever seen |
Bringing the mess of me back together |
You feel like Brooklyn in the summer |
Been stumbling, half awake for so long |
Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real |
I’ve got, I’ve gotta let you go |