Brooklyn June Video (MV)

Outside on the terrace of your Brooklyn home
You brought your guitar out
I said play me some

It was a purple summer night
And the air was sitting still
And we were in a circus mind
It was a Hendrix trill

Did you feel myself
Getting straight sucked in
You weren't my usual one but
Sometimes heart is sin

I coulda been a goddess
And you woulda been a god
Sipping wine in late July
Singing underneath the stars

Oh... Oh..

Suddenly it got a little hard for me to breathe
Playing with my heart it was a passion in the heat
I know it coulda been the buzz
Or the way you picked away

I might not know just what it was
It might be best that way

I felt a rush of open air within my lungs
I'll forever wonder about all the songs we
Could sung
I can see you here before me now
Sitting right before me now
Talking to me slowly now
Singing to me softly now

Oh... Oh...

In the summer month of June
I was there with you
Soaking up a simple tune
Golden afternoon

Light turned into dark
The sun and land began to kiss
You asked me are we done
Are we done
With this

With this...
Suddenly it got a little hard for me to breath