Brooklyn Kids

Girl lays on a white sheet, she's deep in a trance

While her friends go out and dance

She's all alone don't ask me why this kid from Brooklyn cries

Boy struts on a main street, he's dressed for effect

But his eye's reveal he's really wrecked

He's all alone don't ask me why this kid from Brooklyn cries

And their both just a mile apart, just streets away from a kindred heart

But there might as well be an ocean between them

There might as well be an ocean between them

You and me just can't relate, we got love given on a plate

Is it luck or is it fate

Were not alone

Same girl in the sunshine, such a perfect shape

But he can't talk, he just has to gape

She walks alone don't ask me why this kid from Brooklyn cries

Same boy doing cell time, head in his hands

Pickup didn't go quiet as he planned

He feels alone don't ask me why this kid from Brooklyn cries

And their both just a mile apart, just streets away from a kindred heart

But there might as well be an ocean between them

Yes, there might as well be an ocean between them