| Oh, I turned it inside out
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| Tried to read it upside down
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| Even told myself I got it for a while
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| And I traveled far and wide
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| Thought I was happy from time to time
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| But only thoughts of you, they really made me smile
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| Life is sweet
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| Now I found that all I need
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| Are the roses on the rooftops
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| And the people in the street
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| Life is real
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| Now I feel the way I feel
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| As if someone finally listened
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| And understands
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| Amsterdam
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| Oh, I was stubborn, I was young
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| So much I was hiding from
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| Put the blame on everybody but myself
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| And I tried to get away
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| While it stared me in the face
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| If I’d known what I know now I would’ve never said farewell
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| Life is sweet
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| Now I found that all I need
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| Are the roses on the rooftops
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| And the people in the street
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| Life is real
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| Now I feel the way I feel
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| As if someone finally listened
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| And understands
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| Amsterdam
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| Life is sweet
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| Now I found that all I need
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| Are the roses on the rooftops
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| And the people in the street
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| Life is real
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| Now I feel the way I feel
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| As if someone finally listened
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| And understands
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| Amsterdam
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| Oh, Amsterdam
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| Amsterdam |