Well, here I am in Amsterdam as winter waves good-bye... 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. 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. 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.
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