On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago Lyrics - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings - Counting Crows

A picture of Amsterdam 

Bare trees under glass 

Framed in the gray and white afternoon light 

Of a winter long past 

When I was a riser 

To Dublin I'd roam 

She was a bareback rider 

Some miles from home 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

She's a carnival driver 

Hung in the sky 

Cutting through time like a memory 

Strung on a wire 

The color of anything 

Fades in the air 

She is the film of a book of the story 

Of the smell of her hair 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

When everything's over 

Everything's clear 

Everyone's older 

And no one is here 

I try to remember 

A girl on a wire 

Tumbling and diving above Stephen's Green 

Like a kite on the air 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Oh, come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me 

Come back to me