Amsterdam

I went to Amsterdam.

I got so lost

Down the way.

I took the crooked path.

I wish that I'd never stayed.

I cannot change the past.

Can I change?

Change the past?



Ticket in hand to leave,

I sit on the train and think of you.

Your face in the photograph,

I run my finger down your cheek.

I cannot change the past.

Can I change?

Change the past?



I cannot change the past.

All of it's done in Amsterdam