Counting Crows - On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago lyrics

A picture of Amsterdam Bare trees under gla** Framed in the gray and white afternoon light Of a winter long past When I was a raiser To Dublin I'd roam She was a bareback rider Some miles from home Come back to me She's a carnival diver Hung in the sky Cutting through time like a memory Strung on a wire The color of anything Fades in the air But she is the film of a book of the story Of the smell of her hair Come back to me When every thing's over And every thing's clear When 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