I woke up miles away from home

In a cheap hotel I was on my own

Across the bridge I could see the lights of Brooklyn

The traffic on those New York streets

The yellow taxi's underneath

The shadows of the ever growing skylines

I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

But there ain't no place I'd rather be than Brooklyn

Oh Brooklyn

And out my window I can see

A homeless man with cardboard sheets

These people go about their daily business

But nothing's ever as it seems

In this growing land of broken dreams

It's talking talk and nothing lasts forever

And I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

But there ain't no place I'd rather be than Brooklyn

Oh Brooklyn, yeah Brooklyn

Oh Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

And I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

But there ain't no place I'd rather be

Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn

I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

I'm a hundred thousand miles away

From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay

But there ain't no place I'd rather be

There ain't no place I'd rather be

Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn, yeah