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