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Counting Crows - On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago

A picture of Amsterdam

Bare trees under glass

Framed in the afternoon light

Of a winter long past

When I was a raiser

To Dublin I'd roam

She was a bareback rider

Some miles from home

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

She's a carnival driver

Hung in the sky

Cutting through time like a memory

Strung on a wire

The color of anything

Fades in the air

But she is the film of a book of the story

Of the smell of her hair

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

When every thing's over

And every thing's clear

When everyone's older

And no one is here

I try to remember

A girl on a wire

Tumbling and diving above Stephen's Green

Like a kite on the air

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me