She was covered in
leather and gold
twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
it's unfair
she's out there
Somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
Little miss perfect
sitting at the train stop
red Nike high tops
listening to hip-hop
While we were waiting
started conversating
before I got her name
along came a train
Next stop Brooklyn
Now I'm looking
She was covered in
leather and gold
twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
it's unfair
she's out there
Somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
On the street
kicking rocks
circling the same block
Greenpoint to Flatbush
checking every corner shop
Tapping people's shoulders
asking if they know her
every day's the same
it's back to the train
Next stop Brooklyn
I'm still looking
She was covered in
leather and gold
twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
it's unfair
she's out there
Somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere somewhere
somewhere in Brooklyn
Oh I wonder
will we ever meet again
Oh I wonder
will we ever meet again
Yeah I wonder
if we'll ever meet again
I hope we do
somewhere in Brooklyn