Ahhhh, a refreshing break from politics 🙂
Sweet memories of my old hometown.
music & lyrics by Annika Vitolo © 2009
Stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk
Ain’t worried ’bout no bad things happening to me
Ain’t looking back at where I been. Just where I want to beI was just a kid. I didn’t know what I wanted
He was just a kid. I left him brokenheartedWould he wait, would he wait, would he wait for me?
Yeah. Would he wait for me?Everything I’ll ever need I found, on the streets of Brooklyn
I’m coming back around
This place is home and it’s got him
It took some time to find my way
Go tell him that I’m here to stay.
On the streets of Brooklyn.The scenery has changed
This place has gotten more run down
Passed the places we used to hang
I’d smile when he’d come aroundWe’d walk the avenue, holding hands and laughing
Somehow I always knew
I’d come on back to where it all beganDid he wait for me? Yeah. Did he wait for me?
Everything ‘ll ever need I found, on the streets of Brooklyn
Hell I’m not backing down
I’m gonna keep on looking for him
Ain’t nothing getting in my way
I’m gonna get him back somedayEverything I need to know
I learned on the streets of Brooklyn
I left a long long time ago
But my heart stayed here with himEverything I’ll ever need I found on the streets of Brooklyn
I’m coming back around
This place is home and it’s got him
I hope it’s not too late for me
I wonder did he wait for me?He’s leaning on my old front gate
Turns to me, says you’re pretty late
Whouda thought you’d take this long to get ready for our date?
Of course I’d wait, on the streets of Brooklyn.
So glad he stayed. On the streets of Brooklyn.