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 I've read
You never really had an end
so it takes a little
while 'til 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