Young Bombs - Summer in Brooklyn

Feels like yesterday
Grass-stained sweater
McCarran Saturdays with you
Evenings on the roof
New York City lighting up your face
I close my eyes and all I see is you

I hope that you're doing well
It's been a while I can't help myself
Thinking 'bout the way it felt
I remember, I remember

Summer in Brooklyn
Back when we moved in
Wide eyed and new in town
Summer in Brooklyn
Felt like a dream when
We'd see the sun come out

Those nights, those nights we lived for
Those times, those times we died for
Summer in Brooklyn
Summer in Brooklyn
Wish we could go back now

Drive out to the sea, hungover
Sundays at the beach with you, oh
I'll still picture your eyes
Once on the back where we used to be
I close my eyes, it's all I wanna do
Yeah

I hope that you're doing well
It's been a while I can't help myself
Thinking 'bout the way it felt
I remember, I remember (oh)

Summer in Brooklyn
Back when we moved in
Wide eyed and new in town
Summer in Brooklyn
Felt like a dream when
We'd see the sun come out

Those nights, those nights we lived for
Those times, those times we died for
Summer in Brooklyn
Summer in Brooklyn
Wish we could go back now

Those nights, those nights we lived for
Those times, those times we died for
Summer in Brooklyn
Summer in Brooklyn
Wish we could go back now

Wish we could go back, go back, go back (oh)
Wish we could go back, go back, go back (oh)
Wish we could go back, go back, go back (oh-oh)
Wish we could go back now (oh-oh-oh)

Summer in Brooklyn
Back when we moved in
Wide eyed and new in town (wide eyed and new in town)
Summer in Brooklyn
Felt like a dream when
We'd see the sun come out

Those nights, those nights we lived for
Those times, those times we died for
Summer in Brooklyn
Summer in Brooklyn
Wish we could go back now

Written by:
Georgia Ku, James Matthew Norton, Joakim Jarl, Martin Kottmeier, Tristan Norton

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