I was never trying to forget you
I was just hoping for a ride
I would take you out of the city
And the darkness of tonight
And by the morning we would be gone
And we would be beautiful and young
I was always thinking of your weekdays
I was thinking how to get along
And now I ́m using these lines for a major song
But don ́t get me wrong
Because tomorrow we could be gone
We could be beautiful and young
Then Rosie wrote a letter
She knew it from the start
The heart is not a fairground
When the love is torn apart
If you come to Brooklyn
Meet me on the street
Can you feel my heartbeat
Can you feel my heartbeat
I will never rip up all your writings
I got them in the pocket of my pants
And I truly believe in the day
Every little blame has slipped away
And in the nighttime I will remember
We could have been beautiful
We could have been young
Then Rosie wrote a letter
She knew it from the start
The heart is not a fairground
When the love is torn apart
If you come to Brooklyn
Meet me on the street
Can you feel my heartbeat
Can you feel my heartbeat
I ́m rolling ́round the shotgun basement
Looking for a job
You ́re ́rolling round the shotgun basement Looking for your drugs
Can you feel my heartbeat
Can you feel my heartbeat
Can you feel my heartbeat
Can you feel my heartbeat