7 acessos
I went to Amsterdam.
I got so lost
Down the way.
I took the crooked path.
I wish that I'd never stayed.
I cannot change the past.
Can I change?
Change the past?
Ticket in hand to leave,
I sit on the train and think of you.
Your face in the photograph,
I run my finger down your cheek.
I cannot change the past.
Can I change?
Change the past?
I cannot change the past.
All of it's done in Amsterdam.