Bushwick Blues Lyrics - History From Below - Delta Spirit

Hold on to my hand 

Never let go, never let go 

We were just two kids acting tough 

Then we grew up, me, not so much 

All the other guys 

That you've seen 

Are nothing compared to me 

Because my love is strong 

And my heart is weak after all 

When we first met 

We spoke so brief 

When you sang a sonnet 

I hummed sweet relief 

Do you recall that night 

We took the L 

Out into Bushwick? 

It was colder than hell 

So maybe there 

We should have stopped 

'Cause I'm left here 

Feeling like a cop 

Because my love is strong 

And my heart is weak after all 

To the other side 

Of the state's return 

I met a young girl 

Well, I couldn't manage her 

Because I think of you 

In every girl I meet 

It's no relief 

That sounds to me just as sweet 

So maybe I'm the fool 

For feeling used 

By the way we kissed that night 

I though you knew 

Because my love is strong 

And my heart is weak after all