I went to Amsterdam. I got so lost Down the way. I took the crooked path. I wish that I'd never stayed. I cannot change the past. Can I change? Change the past? Ticket in hand to leave, I sit on the train and think of you. Your face in the photograph, I run my finger down your cheek. I cannot change the past. Can I change? Change the past? I cannot change the past. All of it's done in Amsterdam.