Amsterdam - The Convent

I remember this city, it was years ago

Yelling children and a school bell ringing

Colourful thoughts from eight to four

And the time

Yeah the time was slipping away

Amsterdam another dark city

Where heroin-faces still hanging around

And all those years I spend a lifetime but still

I can’t understand

Hey sometimes I miss you

Down down to the place I used to live

And where I come from

Far far, far away

From the place I used to stay

Is where the heart is, and where the love lives

(Is where the heart is, and where the love lives)

All these tourist-boats, strangers at night

Walked down the street with the red light so bright

And then they observed the left and the right

Hiding their faces like thieves in the night

Amsterdam dark grey and cold

I remember exactly what my teacher once told

These words are banging like a hammer in my head

(Home is where the heart is)

Hey, what’s a heart without a home?

Down down to the place I used to live

And where I come from

Far far, far away

From the place I used to stay

Is where the heart is, and where the love lives

(Is where the heart is, and where the love lives)

Down down to the place I used to live

Far far, far away

Is where the heart the heart is, and where the love lives

(Is where the heart is, and where the love lives)