And don't get swallowed by the darkness.
No run, run girl, run.
She only prays on Thanksgiving.
And she stays, stays far away.
Says, 'Your love's like sleeping with a shadow
cause I wake up and then you're gone.'
But maybe our love lives in Brooklyn.
Should I hang on?
Come home, softly home.
Come home, it's softer when you're home.
Then give my regards to Brooklyn, and I'll be alone.
I said give my regards back to Brooklyn, and this year be alone.
And I'll stay where you want me to be,
but just stop chasing me.
And I'll sleep alone on our sheets
and I'll save the spot where you used to be.
And on through time I saw color cease,
but now I'll run through envy wearing green.
But maybe our hearts died in Brooklyn.
Should I hang on?
Come home, softly home.
Come home, it's softer when you're home.
Then give my regards to Brooklyn, and I'll be alone.
I said give my regards back to Brooklyn, this year be alone.
No run, run girl, run.
She only prays on Thanksgiving.
And she stays, stays far away.
Says, 'Your love's like sleeping with a shadow
cause I wake up and then you're gone.'
But maybe our love lives in Brooklyn.
Should I hang on?
Come home, softly home.
Come home, it's softer when you're home.
Then give my regards to Brooklyn, and I'll be alone.
I said give my regards back to Brooklyn, and this year be alone.
And I'll stay where you want me to be,
but just stop chasing me.
And I'll sleep alone on our sheets
and I'll save the spot where you used to be.
And on through time I saw color cease,
but now I'll run through envy wearing green.
But maybe our hearts died in Brooklyn.
Should I hang on?
Come home, softly home.
Come home, it's softer when you're home.
Then give my regards to Brooklyn, and I'll be alone.
I said give my regards back to Brooklyn, this year be alone.