Before the night catches up While we we're moving too fast You can rest your cold feet in between mine for now What's harder to show the things that you guess, or the feelings or you know? When you try so hard to hold the world in your hand I think back to Brooklyn Cause my heart beats too fast But the bloods pumping thin And I'll let your stillness rest within mine for now What's harder to show the things that you guess, or the feelings or you know? When you try so hard to hold the world in your hand I think back to Brooklyn