Well, Here I Am In Amsterdam

As Winter Waves Goodbye...

Almost Seven In The Morning

And I'm Walking All Alone

And The Moon's Still In The Sky.

And I Have To Laugh Just Thinking

How I've Never Found A Home.

Pillows Yes, To Lay My Head,

But I've Mostly Been Alone.



Chorus:

Oh, Amsterdam, Can You Tell Me

What Kind Of Man I Am?

A Walker In The Rain,

A Dancer In The Sand,

Or Just An Insane Music Man?

Oh, Amsterdam, I'm Barely

Hanging On By A Single Strand.

All I Really Know Is I Don't Understand.

I'm Just Waking Up Alone In Amsterdam.



A Boy I See In A Window There,

I Can't Help Looking In.

As Someone's Arms Pull Him Back To Bed,

I'm Thinking What A Fool I've Been.

And The Moon Is Trapped In An Old Canal

Like A Madman In A Cell.

And I'm Thinking How I'd Like To Know

Just One Place Very Well.



Chorus