‘On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago’ lyrics

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A picture of Amsterdam
Bare trees under glass
Framed in the afternoon light
Of a winter long past
When I was a raiser
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 diver
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
And everything’s clear
When 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 …

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