On A Tuesday in Amsterdam Long Ago Lyrics

A picture of Amsterdam Bare trees under glass Framed in the gray and white afternoon light Of a winter long past
When I was a riser 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 driver 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 Everything's clear 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
Come back to me Oh, come back to me Come back to me Come back to me Come back to me Come back to me