Amsterdam

Once upon a time babe

I was color blinded

Lost what mattered the most to me

But perhaps with you I'll find it

 

Lost myself in your eyes

Maybe one..two..three..or four times

But that number just keeps changing

As I get lost a couple more times

 

The world I feel from you readily excites me

It seductively bites me

It fights me and frights me

Yet still somehow, warmly invites me

 

And now,

Two impetuous hearts explode

Lost without a road to follow

 

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