Amsterdam is happy to see me
She greets me with a pinch of misery
Through the rain, I watch her reappear
She cries with every inch that I draw near
I still hear your distant siren song
Where I'd race the wind to cross the pond
Where you would await to take my hand
So you could love a boy into a man
I walk along the old canal
The red lights on
I drop a coin into the well
So I might hear you say again
Oh, boy, I wonder how it ends
I'm going to my mother's old café
Where she would work when I was on the way
Oh, Amsterdam would hold her for eight years
And when I came, we dried her ocean tears
I'm turning every corner of my past
Clouded by the trails of burning grass
Where I once found a taste of happiness
Waiting 'neath your moonlit, scarlet dress
I walk along the old canal
The market glows
I know these streets, I know them well
And there I see you once again
Why can't we dream as beautifully as then?
I know now how it ends
I know now how it ends
I know now how it ends
We know now how it ends
