I remember you in a thrift store dress Rainfall on the taxi roof on the morning we arrived in Amsterdam Two church towers and a glass rose in your eyes Jet lagged on the canal bridge and waiting for the boats to pass us by If I sang a song for you I don't know what it means If I played guitar for you it's lost between the strings It's the way the oldest buildings sink into the street Two church towers and a glass rose in between I consider you like a book I've read You never really had an end so it Takes a little while till it all makes sense Two shadows and a glass rose on one stage Passed out in the dressing room and Waiting for an instrument of change If I sang a song for you, I don't know what it means If I played guitar for you, it's lot's between the strings It's the way the oldest buildings sink into the streets Two shadows and a glass rose in between I remember you in a thrift store dress I remember you in a thrift store dress I remember you in a thrift store dress I remember you in a thrift store dress