I see it in my dreams
My vision of the perfect city
It wades through my dark thoughts
Like a shining mass of something pretty
I walk down Leidseplein
Humming tunes I have barely heard
Showing my favorite friend around
The city’s night time herds
I walk into Van Gogh’s world
Out into the glistening dusk
I even saw the De Wallen
Spreading around in a friendly lust
And when my lazy morning breathes on me
I wake up with a rare shy smile
My dreams of darkness have given away
For I know I have left Amsterdam only for a while….