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 And out my window I can see A homeless man with cardbord sheets These people go about their daily business But nothing's ever as it seems In this growing land of broken dreams It's tough 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