On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago Lyrics by Counting Crows
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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
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
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
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   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   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