My Love Lives in Brooklyn

My love lives in Brooklyn
Where the streets are cold as ice
They could house a thousand dreamers
It wouldn't suffice
My love lives in Brooklyn
Where the streets get shot at night
No one tries to find a remedy
Won't make things right

Poor you, my love
For you, my love
Nowhere for you to run
Poor you

My love lived in Brooklyn
They came knocking down the door
Whispers under covers
No one's safe here anymore
My love lived in Brooklyn
When the shadows shadowed crime
Whispers in the alleys
People taking up their fight

Poor you, my love
For you, my love
Nowhere for you to run
Poor you

My love fought for Brooklyn
Where he stood and staked his life
So I wrote him this lullaby
To ease the pain of guns and knives
Oh, my love fought for Brooklyn
In a war he couldn't win
So I wrote him this lullaby
Hope to wash away the sin

Poor you, my love
For you, my love
Nowhere for you to run
Poor you
Poor you, my love
For you, my love
Nowhere for you to run
For you
For you



Credits
Writer(s): Mekayla Perneszi
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