 I remember you in a thrift store dress
Rainfall on the taxi roof on the morning we arrived in Amsterdam
Two church towers and a glass rose in your eyes
Jet lagged on the canal bridge and waiting for the boats to pass us by
If I sang a song for you I don't know what it means
If I played guitar for you it's lost between the strings
It's the way the oldest buildings sink into the street
Two church towers and a glass rose in between
I consider you like a book Ive read
You never really had an end so it takes a little while till it all makes sense
Two shadows and a glass rose on one stage
Passed out in the dressing room and waiting for an instrument of change
If I sang a song for you, I don't know what it means
If I played guitar for you, it's lot's between the strings
It's the way the oldest buildings sink into the streets
Two shadows and a glass rose in between
I remember you in a thrift store dress
I remember you in a thrift store dress
I remember you in a thrift store dress
I remember you in a thrift store dress
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