Leaving Brooklyn - Escondido

Leaving Brooklyn wasn’t an easy thing to do

The more I miss Brooklyn the more I miss you

Those kind eyes then I look right back at yours

Standing hours with stare at the floor

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

Those faded jeans you wore almost everyday

And the good books I had to throw away

Summer nights we’d sit and we talked

Trying to catch a breeze I promised we would walk

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

Leaving Brooklyn (ooooh)

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Leaving Brooklyn wasn’t an easy thing to do

Is it that I miss Brooklyn more than you