It was always Amsterdam Where we would put the distance to an end We had a plan, Gonna lay it out on a queen sized bed Catching up on twenty-one Meet all your friends back home That was not what it was, broke it off on the telephone
It was always absolute Everybody said we were moving fast Now I'm pretty over school Switching out my books for the Eurail Pass And all these dreams of Amsterdam Where you'd surprise me with a yellow bike With a basket that didn't match it That I guess I'll never get to ride
Oh, oh, calling it a change of plans Oh, oh, just a building on a postal stamp Oh, oh, change of plans
Might have been a long shot Better that it's gone if it's gonna go But man you kind of messed me up Cause I don't have a place to go back home Is this just twenty-one and somethings gotta give? Well I still got a bill for a ticket that I'm stuck with
Oh, oh, calling it a change of plans Oh, oh, just a building on a postal stamp Oh, oh, just calling it a change of plans Oh, oh, just a building on a postal stamp
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