Back to Brooklyn

Story goes we got lost again These tattered maps, they don't have an end Stay the course and all the stars align Every path goes back to where they were before flight We turn around and go past all the signs We travel better when there's no guide All the things we wanted to be We could have when we're back home We're always going somewhere As long as we both know All these roads lead back to Brooklyn Doesn't matter where we go So tell me how to get to you then If I'm gone, then I'm lost so call me home We don't need to pretend Maybe we can climb out of the deep end Like when we used to party on the weekends I only got 3 friends, where did all the others Why is all I have an open lane on empty road? Yeah, the traffic is bad and mom when I get home I promise I'll actually laugh, so many places that I've been Where I'm stuck in my path yeah, no matter what I go back where I am, I guess it all depends On whether or not i'm holding this night close But I'ma keep it till the lights go Why is all I have an open lane on empty road? Yeah, the traffic is bad and mom when I get home I promise I'll actually laugh, so many places that I've been Where I'm stuck in my path yeah, no matter what I go back where I am, I guess it all depends On whether or not i'm holding this night close But I'ma keep it till the lights go Chasing such a normal life, I got Brooklyn on my mind Said I'm wasting what I know is mine Maybe you could come this time All these roads lead back to Brooklyn Doesn't matter where we go So tell me how to get to you then If I'm gone, then I'm lost so call me home All these roads lead back to Brooklyn Doesn't matter where we go So tell me how to get to you then If I'm gone, then I'm lost so call me home