Brooklyn (Annabell)

Annabel send a postcard through the mail Darling throw it through the night sky Annabel send a dead dove through the mail Sorry that your dad doesn't know you very well Darling the stars above your city They cry every night Cause oh Annie They don't treat you right Annabel send a letter through the mail Darling see the lights above the well Brooklyn was never kind to you Annabell See the stars light above your city Oh Cause Annie They don't treat you right