Got your picture, Rosaline The hardest part of leavin' Maybe somewhere on some city street She's waitin', she's waitin' And prayin' lord Bring him back to me But I ain't comin' I ain't comin', no Carved our names in The willow tree To prove that we been livin' 'Cause this ain't no life that's permanent Now is it? Now is it? 'Cause roots rip up and turn to walkin' feet Believe it, believe it 'Cause every day's gettin' harder still I can't forget it and probably never will 'Cause I left my heart across that river wide On the Brooklyn side Give me sunlight, give me sympathy No soul goes unforgiven Oh sweet sorrow hangin' over me I need you, I need you You help me write all these songs I sing I love you, I love you Rosaline, oh Rosaline You're still in that willow right there next to me So if you see that girl, tell her I'm standin' by On the Brooklyn side Rosaline, oh Rosaline I did what I done so I could set you free And you can find my heart in that river tide On the Brooklyn side