Amsterdam

Just the pattern of sunlight on a building,

Just a flash in a window I was passing,

Just a frame in a movie I remember,

Amsterdam.

Just the sound of a wheel in the gravel,

Just the click of a heel in the pavement,

Just a moment like any other moment,

Amsterdam.

I remember your lips.

I remember your eyes,

And the taste of the kiss,

And your graceful goodbye.

You lied. Goodbye.

Just the scent of perfume on the linen,

Just the print of a palm on the pillow,

Just the hint of the moon from the window,

Amsterdam.

Just a ghost in the steam on the mirror,

Just a shadow of motion in the water,

Just a need to look over my shoulder,

Amsterdam.

I remember your lips.

I remember your eyes,

And the taste of the kiss,

And your graceful goodbye.

You lied. Goodbye.

Just two lovers asleep in the silence,

As I walk from the door.

Just the weight of a heart as it's falling,

Nothing more.

I remember your lips.

I remember your eyes,

And the taste of the kiss,

And your graceful goodbye.

You lied. Goodbye.

Goodbye, goodbye.

Goodbye.